I can’t drink coffee, even if it’s decaf it makes me feel completely horrible and weird. Every once and a while I forget how crappy it makes me feel, try it again, and then swear it off for another couple of months. This means that when I go to get ‘coffee’ I never actually drink coffee. Usually I have a fancy tea drink but sometimes I will have hot chocolate. At one of the coffee shops close to where I worked in Vancouver they had an ‘aztec’ hot chocolate, which basically just meant it had some spice to it. It was the first time I had spicy hot chocolate and it was delicious.
As I mentioned in my last post, I was in Vancouver last week. While there were many awesome things about visiting, one of the things that I forgot (or repressed?) was how many restaurants I love in that city. I only lived in Vancouver for about two years, and for a good chunk of that time, I knew I was leaving. I find that I approach a city in a completely different way when I know I am there for a limited period of time. We just didn’t put off things that we wanted to do in or around the city and that included trying a bunch of different restaurants. Instead of having a few ‘go-to’ places we tried new ones pretty often.
Long gone are the days where turning on my oven felt like a pain and standing in front of it was a sweltering inconvenience. Nowadays, I am using it all the time because roasting vegetables gives them a flavour and depth that other methods of cooking can’t replicate. This brings me to the best salsa I have ever made, all thanks to my rickety, unevenly-heating oven.