Purple Love



Day Seven of Home Made Sauerkraut! Look at how beautiful it is!!! Softened, translucent but still a bit crunchy. The purple cabbage has completely taken over and dyed the green cabbage. It smells perfect. The cabbage is slightly tinny and acidic smelling, and has a lovely sour after taste just as it should. Its time to make it into DINNER!! Get in mah TUMMEH!



Ponk Chomps!


I can’t get over the colour. Its psychotic!



Chocolate PUDDING!!





Sausages sizzlin’..

That’s all, just wanted to update my saurkraut adventures.


White Trash Gourmet


This morning I dropped CB off at work and drove in my plaid fleece pajamas straight to the grocery store. MEAT WAS ON SALE! I got baby back ribs, and a pork shoulder roast, and a pork loin roast the size of my goddamn LEG and shrimp and chili cheese sausages, ground beef and.. a bag of bay leaves. I came home, put on some Wu Tang, twerked it like the neighbors weren’t watching (even though they probably were because I left the curtains open) and cooked it up!


I made a nice seafood chowder with bacon and sweet potatoes, shrimp and tiny bay scallops. Then I drove, in my plaid fleece pajamas pants, to CB’s work with two bowls of chowder and a coffee can full of hot steamy coffee.

My favourite thing I made though, was a new thing I just invented just now. A brand new dinner, combining all the best things about my favourite dinner, all in one pot! I call it.. Hamburgers & Hotdogs Casserole. And when I put it into the oven I howled at the ceiling with pure exaltation!

And then I couldnt wait to tell CB about it and his reaction was a PUKE FACE! And he said it sounded horrible! And he wasn’t interested in eating it because it sounded disgusting! And I said HOW CAN YOU BE SO RUDE ABOUT SOMETHING SO PURE AND GOOD! You have to eat cheerios for dinner while I eat the best thing Ive ever made!

We came home, and I opened the lid. And he was all the opposite of puke face! And then, he proceeded, to eat it all, with a glass of chocolate milk, like a gangster. I was vindicated.

Hamburgers & Hotdogs Casserole


1 onion

2 carrots

2 cloves of garlic

2 Peppers

2 cans of diced tomatoes

Hot Sauce

In a heavy bottomed saucepan, sautee finely chopped onions in a little oil until translucent. Add garlic and carrots, cook until tender. Add chopped red pepper and 2 cans dived tomatoes.


1kg Medium, or Lean, Ground Beef

100g balogne, finely diced

1/4 cups breadcrumbs

1 cup mayonnaise

Salt & Pepper

Combine all ingredients in a bowl and whisk it with a fork like crazy. My meatballs were gluten free because I used the end bits of a loaf of gluten free bread I found by themselves in a bag in the freezer. I assumed my room mate was quarantining these slices due to some kind of abhorrence to the idea of eating them, and not because they are the most special part she was saving to savour…. Anyway, also the balogne bits are in there because my bacon seems to be “maple flavoured” blegh.. so balogne it is!

Roll into 2 inch balls and fry until crispy and delicious on each side.


2 cans of vienna sausages, or 4 hotdogs of your choice cut into thirds

The Assembly

Place a layer of meatballs in a casserole dish. Add a layer of hotdogs, followed by a layer of sauce. Repeat if necessary.

Cover the top with your favourite hotdog and/or hamburger toppings. Mine were as follows:

– cheese

– ketchup

– mustard

– jalapenos

– saurkraut

Bake, covered, in a 350 degree oven for 45 minutes. In the last ten minutes you can take the cover off and broil it to get the cheese crispy if youre into that.

Eat it with buns!


Sizzlin’ balls. Those orange things are baby carrots..They are in mine because to be honest, I only made this to clean out the fridge.. and I had a few baby carrots left and thought I would put them in my meatballs. You REALLY don’t have to, though.


My favourite word combo ever “Baby Balonge Chub”. YES.


MMMM.. when I was a kid these were reserved strictly for fancy occasions and eating with toothpicks on a tray with olives and those mini pickles. Yum!


The strata.


Its not actually that hot, its just so cold in my house.


Noodle Poodle

Grocery Day!

Oh I love this barmy farmy life!

I was out of bed at 6am, calling the fam while CB got a wee bit of a sleep in. It was nice to talk to my mom and sister, and talk to my dad about stars and solar panels. Je suis miss them. Then I realized I had accidentally locked the cat flap so the cat had flapped all over the floor instead. So.. bit of a clean up was required. And then by 7:45 we were out in the rain in our “gumboots” and rain slickers to feed the pigs. I stole all my food scraps home from work so they had all kinds of nice little bread heels, tomato bums and avocado shells to munch on. And then we gave the ducks their oatmeal and filled up their water bowl. They are looking pretty dirty lately, hopefully all this rain will rinse them off a bit, dirty little duckies. We let the poodle ladies out for a pee and then we were off to the Avondale sunday market!

On the way we grabbed a couple of cheap cheese and mince pies and a rum ball from the bakery, and two flat whites from a coffee truck, to sustain us on our market journey. Because it was pissing down, there was nobody there, and it was awesome! Usually Im squeezing my way through the crowd, body checking old Chinese ladies and its every man for themselves. It was nice to just meander, and see who had the best prices. We got all the veg in that picture up there, including 2 huge cabbages and a big $1 bag of apples for the pigs, for $16. Not bad.

And then we went to The Mad Butcher.. Oh my.. we nearly over did it. We got a huge, beautiful scotch fillet roast, a big old pork shoulder for pulled pork, 4 lovely steaks, and a pound of bacon. Mmmm mmmeat. So thats us sorted for the next couple of weeks, nice fresh stuff, on the cheap. Makes me so happy to have a fridge packed full of colours. Its a bit of a “thing” of mine actually, my obsession with fridges. My dad always said I’ll be at home wherever I am as long as there’s a fridge there. I like food…..

Gail’s beauteous little eggs

ANYWAY! Lunch time rolled around and I fried up some of that salty salty bacon and poached some nice eggs, plunked them on some rye bread toast and smothered them in some home made hollandaise. Add a cup of tea and thats pretty much heaven. For dessert I ate about 55,000 tiny mandarin oranges because I bought about 4kg of them at the market. I have no self control when it comes to mandarins and clementines and will probably develop a little orange ulcer because of it. Halfway through lunch Gail dropped by with some eggs for us from one of her hens. She thought she had lost one for the last couple of weeks but yesterday found her living in a tree with 14 eggs underneath her. And now we have six of them, WAHAHAHA!

The rest of the day was quite lazy. I boiled myself like a lobster in the bath upstairs for a good hour which was extremely relaxing. And then Ive just pretty much been a noodle, laying here covered in poodles, in front of the fire, while CB makes me a steak dinner. Steaks, covered in the hollandaise leftover from lunch, and roast kumera. This is so very, totally, the life, dude.

Greedy Meat Feelings

On the way home from loading giant sacks of pellets into the truck while CB frollicked with a dozen fluffy barn kittens with eyes like sapphires, we found a DELI!

A EUROPEAN deli, with spicy calabrese, soprasetta, amazing proccutto, Mennonite salami, glorious looking goats milk cheeses… AUNGH! Damn! It was hard not to be greedy, grab everything and run away like a chubby thief in the NIGHT!

We very reservedly chose a long, dry salami that was rolled in a crust of peppercorns. And a 5 year old cheddar labelled “extreme”.

I made a tasty little plate of the cheddar and salami with some dill pickles, salty radishes, sour green apples drizzled with honey and two industrial sized rye & cokes with way too much ice.

A perfect summer meal. And when the plate was clean we trundled upstairs to have a nice warm late afternoon nap full of beautiful cheese dreams floating on a cloud of salami breath and roaring farts.

CB:”Kara, I don’t mean to upset you, but there is a baby moose in the house. And he’s sad.”

Grocery Shopping!

St. Lawrence Market, downtown Toronto. You can see the flatiron building behind it and the CN tower peeking out way back.
Breakfast at Paddintons Pump. So thats how they get their pork so juicy.
Breakfast at Paddingtons Pump. So thats how they get their pork so juicy. These guys have been around for a long time and its a nice place to grab a beer and listen to old Scottish women gossip about each other.
Breakfast on a bun! Peameal bacon, cheese and a fried egg. The potatoes that came with this were SO FUCKING GOOD.
Swiss Cheese Omelette. Delicious.
The original corn dog. I like how this guy is clearly thinking about other things. Not even paying attention. I’m not sure if he’s putting the pig into the oven or if thats how they take them out of the cave they keep their pigs in. The sandwiches at this place looked great but in actuality were pretty bleh.
I heart potatoes. Heart shaped foods are like little treasures.
Fresh Peanuts! These smelled like dirt and therefore should probably be delicious. I shovelled a shitload into a bag and it came to $1.63. Not too shabby.