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Hmmmm. It was easy. Delicious. The family is full, leftovers are in the fridge, and sundaes await in the freezer–when we recover from the food coma. Today, I attempted stuffed Portobello mushrooms, marinated and breaded pork chops, and corn-on-the-cob. After reading multiple recipes, I decided on the following ingredients for the mushrooms:

Stuffed Portobello Mushrooms


  • 4 large Portobello mushrooms, rinsed and stems removed
  • 1 medium leek, thinly sliced
  • 1 medium onion, chopped
  • 2-3 cloves garlic, chopped
  • 1 yellow zucchini
  • 1 orange bell pepper, chopped
  • 1 medium tomato, seeds removed and chopped
  • 6-7 fresh basil leaves to taste, chopped
  • sprinkle of parsley or chopped parsley
  • 2 cups spinach, washed
  • handful of shred parm or mozzarella cheese
  • 2 tablespoons olive oil, more to spread on mushroom caps
  • salt and pepper to taste
  1.  Preheat oven to 400 degrees.
  2.  Remove the stem of the mushrooms by lightly twisting the stem from the head. Rinse the soil away and pat dry. Set aside.
  3.  Thinly chop the leek until you reach the coarse green of the upper leaves. Finely chop the onion.
  4. In a sauté pan, pour in 2 tablespoons oil. Heat to medium and add leeks. Stir and let sauté until leeks soften slightly. Add onions.
  5. While onions and leeks soften, chop the garlic, zucchini, bell pepper, tomato, basil, and parsley, if using fresh.
  6. When onions are softened, add in zucchini. Allow to brown slightly. Add in basil, bell pepper, tomato, and parsley. Sprinkle with a pinch of salt and pepper. Heat through and remove from heat. 
  7. Add in spinach. Stir in and allow to wilt. 
  8. Stir in cheese. Set mixture aside. 
  9. Pour a very small amount of oil into your palm. Use to coat the cap of each mushroom. Place each mushroom, capside down, onto a foiled baking sheet.
  10. Spoon the vegetable mixture into the caps. Sprinkle with addition cheese and pepper.
  11. Place in the pre-heated oven. Set the timer for 12 minutes. Remove from heat. Enjoy 🙂

A Saturday baseball game in Toronto was the perfect way to spend a hot and sunny afternoon! I hadn’t been to Toronto since I was a little girl, and it did not fail to impress. With the exception that a number of Canadian natives gave us deliberately horrible and inaccurate directions (in part due to the Red Sox head to toe attire my boyfriend was sporting), everything was incredible.

I didn’t realize that the CN Tower was attached to the stadium, and sitting below it was truly amazing!

Most of the fans around us were extremely nice. One not so nice guy grabbed my side outside the stadium and told us to go back to Boston.  I wanted to yell back that I’ve never even been to Boston, and that he should keep him hands to himself like every four-year-old learns early on, but who wants to start trouble in a foreign city?

A food vendor looked my guy’s Boston apparel up and down and refused to give us directions to Front Street. So naturally, I led the way….the wrong way…til I found a few people outside a cafe. Asking for directions, accepting their scoffing at our inability to navigate the city, we headed back in the direction we came from until the kindest middle-aged couple ushered us all the way to where we needed to be-The Loose Moose! (We must have looked pretty desperate by this time to receive a personal guided tour!)

 This is a picture from the women’s bathroom. I’m a fan.

The downstairs half of the bar is very casual, very college-esk. The beer came fast despite the huge crowds, and my poutine fries (fries with gravy, topped with cheese curds) were superb!

Hanging from pipes above the bar were bras of every shape and color. Apparently, it’s where “the broads take off their shirts” (as quoted from the Toronto fans behind us at the game). We did not see any “broads” taking off shirts, but I and another girl near to us both got the “ah, c’mon, hang it up!” from patrons. All in good fun, of course.

Dear Toronto,

Thanks for hosting a great baseball game.

Thanks for clean stadium bathrooms, short lines, good food, gorgeous weather, and for chatty, fun, and friendly fans.

Please reprimand the pushy/handsy guy that told me to go back to Boston, and the food vendor, and the cafe folk. I was simply lost and am admittedly directionally impaired.

Your traffic is terrible, but the cityscape was nice to stare at as we sat for and hour and twenty minutes on a three-mile stretch of highway just outside Rogers. Maybe you can work on that.

Thanks for moose paintings in restaurant bathrooms and for really good fries.  (I still can’t figure out why this gravy fry trend isn’t bigger in the U.S.)

Toronto, it was fun!



I apologize. I apologize for all this text and not a speck of visual stimulation. My SD card is currently filled with weddings celebrated, holidays enjoyed, lawn fetes attended. My camera’s belly is bursting with memories, just waiting to be developed and to sit in a mountain of other uncategorized memories. I pledge to myself to purchases at least three beautiful albums this week and give these moments in time their proper places.

And despite the fact that I have not been writing about food, I promise you that it has been on my mind. After the infamous Attack of the  Hot Mushy Oven Bricks (see past post) I have been at odds with the oven. This burn is a bitter shade of baby pink, a gosh darn tattoo, reminding me: 1. of that terrible recipe debacle and 2: that I haven’t really baked since that day. Never again healthy banana bread. Never again. You are now my nemesis. Rant complete. Now, the temperatures have rocketed to the low 90s and the thought of turning on the oven has just been, well, wrong. But I have plans in the works for the day we cool a bit. Plus, my other-half has been sent away for work and phoned to say that he is living off Wal-Mart frozen dinners and chips. That, my friends, is also wrong. So, I’ve been brainstorming meals that travel well, can be eaten cold, and will last the duration of the week. I’ve got a plan. But I’ll wait to tell you how it goes. This could turn into an adventure. Sunday is prep day, if all goes as planned, and involves a lot of chopping, grilling, baking, and Tupperware (are day labels too much?).

In other news, there had been a HUGE wasp above my desk this morning. At first the buzzzz, tap, tap, tap against the window led me to believe there was a simply huge fly be-boppin around up there. But alas, it was a wasp the size of my pinky. As I led a properly armed man over to asassinate the infiltrator, said wasp crawled through a hole in the ceiling above my desk. Perfect. Just perfect. I’m just sitting here, staring for long intervals at that hole waiting for a whole family of wasps to emerge and swarm. Ugh. I see images of Winnie-the-Pooh running for his chubby little life from the bees. (I’m staring again.)

Weekend plans: Bar League Softball, Lawn Fete (Part 1), Blue Jays & Red Sox game in Toronto (yea!), Lawn Fete (Part 2), Chop, mix, bake, assemble, package, label one whole week’s worth of foodies, spend all free time in the sun…