There have been many times in my life where I’ve put myself in a situation that feels uncomfortable. I can’t always pinpoint how I got there or why I felt the way that I did, but I just knew that it didn’t feel good.
Chef Jamie Kennedy is our neighbor in Prince Edward County. During the warmer months, he hosts a popular Saturday night dinner series that is both legendary and enlightening. It has a certain exclusivity in that it generally sells out quickly—even at $250 per person—making it a lucky break that we managed to slide in at the last minute.READ MORE
I never thought that becoming a mother would make me a better cook, but you know what – it has!
The second I learned that I was pregnant with our daughter Audrey, I started to become more conscious of the food I was putting into my body. Mind you, I was never a bad eater—I don’t consume a lot of processed foods—but dining out was my standard, and there was never any meal prep on the agenda. Ever.
Once I started becoming more aware of the foods I was choosing to eat and enjoy, I started seeing it as a form of self-love. I was not only nourishing my baby, but I was feeding my body and mind at the same time.READ MORE
There was a time in my life when everything felt like it was crashing down on me. I was 24 years old and had just broken up with a boyfriend that after learning he was unfaithful. I was feeling down in the dumps, unfulfilled in life and in my career. I knew I was in a transitional period but wasn’t sure which way I was going.
Over my eight years as a matchmaker in Toronto, I’ve received numerous wedding invites from my clients – clients whose happy ending I was a very big part of. Though I love weddings, my habit is to graciously decline, not wanting the couple to feel pressured to introduce me to their guests as their matchmaker. Though it is a matter of pride—it is, after all, what I do—I am content in my behind-the-scenes role. Making people happy is what makes me happy.
Recently, however, I did attend the wedding of a couple I introduced. Over the years, the couple had become good friends of mine and my husband’s and I was happy to attend as a friend – not “the matchmaker”. It was an absolutely surreal experience.