Tuesday, December 31, 2013

Happy New Year 2014!


As we closed another year and opened the page on a new one, we sat down to a beautiful family dinner all around the dining room table tonight--my brother and his wife, my sister, my parents, my son and husband--eating a delicious meal, laughing and talking as we called in the new year and everything just felt right.  So thankful for these beautiful and caring people in my life and for all being together over Christmas. 

We are now on the mend from some bad colds and flu and are finally feeling normal again!  Phew! This has allowed us to have a terrific week hanging around the house, playing outside and checking out the city.  (More pictures to come).  But for now, here are just a few photos from our New Year's Eve. And some of our best moments from 2013 are on this link here.

Believe it or not, we actually stayed up until midnight and toasted to a fantastic year behind us and another wild one ahead.  But would you expect anything less than another year of adventure ahead of us?  That being said, I think I'm OK with staying put for a little while longer!

We are happy to have made it to the new year without any more surprises.  Thanks for cooperating baby girl.  We'll see you soon! 
As perhaps a new family tradition, we treated ourselves to a New Year's meal that we didn't make ourselves and so far the best Indian food in the city--Bukhara Grill on Bloor West, followed much, much later by a chocolate cake from our favorite Italian bakery, Cordi's who know almost boasts our vote of the Best Cinnamon Buns in the GTA.  (In our opinion, anyway!)
 
And the best company too, I might add.

Oh 2013, you have been a good one!  From Washington, DC, to Squamish, BC, to Whitehorse, YK, to Toronto, ON.  From 1st birthdays to the near birth of our second.  And hooray to being together as our little family unit and so much closer to all our families enough to be able to do this.


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Monday, December 30, 2013

Collaborative Post: On the Family Piano.



“Remember me in the family tree
My name, my days, my strife;
Then I’ll ride upon the wings of time
And live an endless life.”

~ Linda Goetsch

When I was younger, I don't think that I gave much thought to family history or various artifacts passed down from past generations.  But as I have gotten older, I have come to appreciate the enrichment it has brought to our family's lives.  Just in time for Christmas, Jordan and I decided to have the old family piano shipped from Winnipeg to Toronto.  The piano was Jordan's grandparents and I feel like having it in our home means that a little piece of them is here with us.  I asked my father-in-law for a short piece of history on the piano and so the following is an eloquently written post by my father-in-law with just a little history of our piano:


"[The piano] was the first significant expenditure my parents made after we moved [from Ireland] into our home on Withrow Avenue. The piano, purchased before the purchase of a car, was made in England under the name of Knight. It is very solid and decent instrument of what we might now view as an apartment size. Virtually none of the instruments made in North America of this size were worth the price of the raw materials, so by way of comparison the Knight piano was both an affordable and good instrument. My mother, though not accomplished, was a decent pianist with a very good ear, and musical. She insisted both [my brother] and I study piano and I began at a young age. I was a relatively good pupil...

For me, it seems that significant hours of my youth were spent at this instrument during which I was introduced to the magnificent worlds of classical piano repertoire and Gospel music. These were remarkable  years particularly for the child of an Irish immigrant of the labouring class. Can you imagine such a child coming to love Beethoven, Mozart, and Brahms? What magical worlds they were and are...

The piano may have had another history [in the years between being in our house and yours]. If there is a future history worthy of record, I know nothing of it and it is a story to be told by another." 
 
Earl Davey (my father-in-law)
 
This piano has been in the family for quite awhile, and between that and the various moves over nearly half a century, it's body holds the markings of history and character--it may be a little banged up with scratches, a missing wheel and broken hinges on the bench.  But with some fine tuning, it has the most majestic sound.

For now, we have put the piano just off the kitchen where it can be played the most.  So Gabriel has been tinkering away over the past week, experimenting with loudness and softness, high notes and low notes and all of the black keys.  He occasionally puts his head down close to the piano "Glen Gould style."  As of late, he is particularly enjoying being serenaded by his Grampie (my dad) while eating breakfast or lunch. 


And so, we are delighted to carry forward this treasure and create the future history of this beloved piano, leaving behind our own grooves and dents of character while filling our house with music.

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Friday, December 27, 2013

Christmas Day Cinnamon Buns.


Christmas Day Cinnamon Buns


I would just like to note that I have no idea where I got this recipe (otherwise I'd give credit)--somewhere on the internet ten years ago.  But I know that I've changed it.  Cinnamon buns, in my opinion, must always be made with cream cheese icing.  Always.  And it needs to be thick.  Also, raisins and chocolate chips make them a lot more interesting.  Brown sugar seems to really add to the flavor of the filling, rather than white sugar.  And I increased the quantities of cinnamon and brown sugar in the filling because they seemed to need more than the recipe called for. 

Lastly, I would like to note that it is best to start making this recipe the day before, maybe in the afternoon to give enough time to proof the buns several times.  I always fill them and let them rise formed the night before and then refrigerate.  But you have to give them a good couple of hours in the morning to rise again in a warm place--about 2 hours+, so plan either filling them in the morning and letting them rise for an hour+ or letting them re-proof in the morning (2 hours+).  Just a heads up!

Dough:

  • 1/2 cup water
  • 1/2 cup whole milk
  • 2 1/4 teaspoons active dry yeast (1/4 ounce package)
  • 1/4 cup unsalted butter, melted, plus more for the bowl
  • 1 large egg yolk
  • 1 1/2 teaspoon pure vanilla extract
  • 2 3/4 cup all-purpose flour (13 ounces)
  • 1/4 cup sugar (1 3/4 ounces)
  • 3/4 teaspoon fine salt (1/8 ounce)
  • 1/4 teaspoon grated nutmeg


Filling:

  • 1/3 cup maple sugar or brown sugar (or enough to evenly coat).
  • 3 tablespoons ground cinnamon (or enough to evenly coat). 
  • 3/4 cups (1 1/2 sticks) unsalted butter, very soft, plus more for coating the pan
  • 1/3 cup raisins to coat
  • 1/4 cup chocolate chips


Glaze:

  • 8 ounces cream cheese, cold
  • 1 cup powdered sugar
  • 1/4 cup (1/2 stick) unsalted butter, cold
  • 1/2 teaspoon vanilla extract



 Directions

1. Combine the water and milk in a medium saucepan and warm over low heat until it is about 100 degrees F (but no more than 110 degrees). Remove from heat and sprinkle the yeast over the surface over the liquid. Sprinkle a pinch of the sugar over the top and set aside without stirring, until foamy, about 5 minutes.


2. Whisk the butter, egg yolk and vanilla into the yeast mixture.


3. Whisk the flour, the sugar, salt and nutmeg in a large bowl. Make a well in the center of the flour and stir in the yeast mixture with a wooden spoon to make a thick and slightly sticky dough. Turn dough onto a floured work surface and knead until soft and elastic, about 6 minutes. Shape into a ball.


4. Brush the inside of a large bowl with butter. Put dough in the buttered bowl, turning to coat lightly with butter. Cover bowl with plastic wrap, trace a circle the size of the dough on the plastic, and note the time. Let rise at room temperature until doubled in size, about 1 hour 15 minutes.


5. Turn dough out of the bowl and knead briefly to release excess air; reform into a ball and return to the bowl. Lightly butter a large piece of plastic wrap and lay it on the dough. Cover the entire bowl tightly with plastic and proof in the refrigerator for 4 hours or overnight.


6. To fill and form the rolls: Butter a 9-by-13-inch baking pan. Turn prepared dough onto a floured work surface and press, then roll into 10-by-18-inch rectangle, with a long edge facing you. Spread the softened butter evenly over the surface of the dough, leaving about an inch border on the side opposite you. Sprinkle with brown sugar and cinnamon to coat.  Then sprinkle with chocolate chips and raisins.  Starting from the long side facing you, roll the dough up into a tight cylinder. Lightly brush the clean edge of the dough with water. Press the open long edge to the dough to seal the cylinder.


7. Slip a long taut piece of string or dental floss under the roll, about 1 1/2 inches from the end. Lift and cross the string ends over the roll, then pull the ends tightly in opposite directions to cut a single roll. Repeat, cutting every 1 1/2 inches, to make 12 rolls. Place the rolls cut-side-down in the prepared pan, leaving 1 inch of space between them. Cover the rolls loosely with plastic wrap. Set aside in a warm place to rise until rolls double in size, about 1 hour 10 minutes.


8. Position the rack in the center of the oven and preheat to 350 degrees F.


9. Bake buns until golden brown and the tops of the buns spring back when pressed lightly, about 28-30 minutes. Cool in the pan for 10 minutes.


10. To make the glaze:  Beat the cream cheese until smooth.  Cut up butter into small pieces and add to cream cheese, beating until smooth.  Lastly, add icing sugar and vanilla.  Beat until a creamy mixture.  Place in the fridge until ready to serve.  Then top each bun with a gooey dollop. 


*Cook's Note: These may be refrigerated or frozen after forming. If refrigerated overnight, allow buns to come to room temperature for about 1/2 hour, then proof fully (until doubled in size) before baking, about 2 hours. If frozen, allow buns to come to room temperature, about 1 hour, and then proof fully (until doubled in size) before baking, about 2 hours.


Storage: Though the buns are best eaten on the day they are baked, they will keep, covered, for a day. They freeze well. 

Thursday, December 26, 2013

Merry Christmas in Toronto.


Merry Christmas!  

And welcome to the other side.  Phew!  I am sitting here today trying to reflect on the day that was yesterday--Christmas.  And to be honest, it was a pretty wild day, and we didn't even go anywhere!  Every Christmas my husband and I used to fly across the country to see our family for two weeks where I inevitably would get sick as a dog and we'd wear ourselves ragged filling our holiday with visits to see all of our friends and family.  We finally abandoned the "tradition" in lieu of more quiet and peaceful Christmases.  But this year, the Christmas cold/flu found us anyway (and Fizey too, who awoke with a fever)!  I can now fully empathize with any pregnant (slightly insomniac as of late) parent who has had a sick toddler (who is having a hard time sleeping or eating) while having a house full over Christmas.  Anyone else been there?  I was a completely zombie come 6pm.

But seriously, there were some really beautiful and memorable things about celebrating Christmas this year.  The night before Christmas Jordan and I managed to sneak out to candlelit service where we were able to reflect on what Christmas really means to us--it was pensive and beautiful and, while it meant our day was maybe a little too jam-packed, it was nice to have a mini date with my husband.

Christmas morning, we woke up to find more snow falling softly and magically.  It continued all through the day. Abe greeted us belly up for a tummy rub, sporting the antlers on his head we had forgotten to take off the night before.  And we carried on our annual Christmas cinnamon buns breakfast tradition (with cream cheese icing) that we started years ago when we began having Christmas at our house.  Seriously, this is the BEST cinnamon bun recipe I have ever found (I modified it a little).  Here is the recipe! 

 (Wooly mammouth ornament from the Yukon.  You might remember we went there here, here and here.)
And guess who got a lump of coal in their stocking?
My sister, Aunt Angie and Gabriel's "pretty pose."

My sister flew in all the way from Prince Edward Island to spend two weeks with us and we couldn't have been more excited!   She and Gabriel hit it off right away and he's spent most of the past few days imitating her antics, taking her books to read to him, giggling, laughing, building blocks and playing outside in the snow.  And so Christmas day Gabriel spent most of Christmas day bouncing from lap to lap, eating a zillion clementines and ripping off wrapping paper.  And when he wasn't doing that, he was leading Fizey around the house by the hand in search of the "duh-dar" (which, roughly translated, means "guitar").

 This was Gabriel's favorite little present.  When he unwrapped it and saw what it was he turned excitedly to Daddy, and with his "manly" voice half shouted, half growled "TRACTOR!!!!"  It was priceless.
Gabriel learned this "suspenders" pose from guess who?  None other than Aunt Angie.
 Everyone got silly socks for Christmas.  You might notice that you can't see mine anymore over my BIG belly!

This year, our one big present to each other was to move the family piano from Winnipeg to Toronto.  (More on that later). And I am so glad we did.  Gabriel's clear love for all things music and the plethora of the other musical talent in our families means that the it won't be in vain.  And we were excited to fill our house with home-made music over the holidays.  And so there was plenty of music between Fizey's guitar, the family piano  and Aunt Emma's fiddle.  And that helped to pull us through until supper. 


And dinner was delicious!!  Maybe part of it was that I didn't have to really do anything this year and that just made it extra wonderful.  Thank you ChouChou!!  I was more than delighted to relinquish the kitchen to the capable hands of my mother-in-law and, as always, she did a fantastic job.  And so despite serious lack of sleep on my part, a "cling-on," runny noses, a fever and a few fantastic meltdowns, it wasn't so bad after all.  ;)  Mostly we were just so happy to have everyone here altogether.

Happy Christmas all!  And here's hoping it brings you GOOD HEALTH and happiness!  

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Sunday, December 22, 2013

Happy Christmas!!


Wishing our friends and family a Happy Christmas wherever you are!!  And to my American friends.... This morning I found the pile that I just realized that I haven't yet sent and am sending them off today.  You will get them in the New Year.  Big Hugs from us!

XO From Toronto, 
Stephanie, Jordan, Gabriel, Baby Girl and Abe :)

Thursday, December 19, 2013

Our Almost-Two-Year-Old


Oh Gabriel, some days I feel really inspired--you make me laugh and I feel so proud.  And other days are just really hard.  Like, when I have had exactly ZERO sleep that night and I am growing a baby and you are hanging from the rafters, because hey, you slept twelve hours and being crazy is just plain fun.  So it's on those days that I go through the mental list of the things that you are doing right now that keep me smiling.  Well, here is some of that list, although I am sure we could easily add another 100:

1) How you like sticking things in your belly button: cookie pieces, dog food.  I don't know, you seem obsessed with your belly button.  Sometimes I wonder if you think there is a baby in there too and that you need to feed it.  Maybe that's what is going through your brain.

2) The way you giggle when your socks don't match.  Your obsessive need for order from both sides.  So you recognize when things aren't quite right.  At least you have a sense of humour about it.  Or you notice when I am wearing daddy's sweater.  "Dada?" you say yanking at it with a pouty confused frown on your face.  I know, he doesn't think I should wear his sweaters either.  But they are just so comfy. You'll learn that someday too.

3) How you insist that I look better with my hair down.  You might wake up all groggy from a nap but when I pick you up, if my hair is up, you pull at my offending ponytail or bun enthusiastically until it comes out.   I ask you, "Does it look better down?"  You nod your entire upper body vigorously "uh huh."  Well, your father agrees.

4) How you can so aptly scuff across the room in our shoes and slippers (high heels included). In fact, I am certain you walked up the stairs one day in my slippers.  There you were at the top wearing them, looking down at me giggling mischievously. 

5) How you nod with your whole upper body when you get something right.  "Brown?" you ask.  "Yes, brown." I reply.  You nod your head. 

6) How you prefer wearing dress shirts because you can get your arms in them by yourself even if they are backwards, upside down or twisted into a knot. You are so proud.  By the way, the old jean jacket you are sporting is now working really well as a bib since you won't wear one.  But shhhhh...  I didn't tell you that. 

7) How you love to copy us--following us around with your pretend vacuum (your fire truck with ladder adapted to a handle) and move it back and forth across the floor in the vacuuming pattern.  And how you stance when you hold our old Pentax camera, because you know that gets you a better picture.

8) Or when you create the neatest contraptions--a roll of wrapping paper and a vacuum attachment make a vacuum wand that cleans every corner including under the fridge, the bookshelves and between the stove and the counter.

9) The way you pronounce new words.
Me: "Snow"
You: "Neeesh!"  You wrinkle your face and show your teeth.
Me: "'Sssss' like a snake." 
You: "Sssss"
Me: "'No.'  Like No." 
You: "No!"
Me: "SssssNo."
You: "Neeeeeesh!"
 
And how every word you don't know how to pronounce becomes "dada" by default.
Me: "Orange."
You: "dada."
Me: "Elephant.
You: "dada."
Close enough.

10) How it doesn't take long for you to put two and two together.   After a doctor's visit where they measured my belly, you found a measuring tape from a toy tool kit and did the same.  You pulled up my shirt, stretched the measuring tape across my tummy, leaned back and giggled, then kissed my belly.  Ya, I think you know there is a baby in there.  You are just so smart.  Or how you set up our old camera on the tripod, it balancing perfectly, pressed the button and ran to strike a pose.


Gabriel you keep us laughing.  You have a good sense of humor.  And it's going to keep you out of trouble now isn't it?  I know, oldest trick in the book. ;)

Ps. I'd like to hear your "keeps me laughing" moments too.  Because they are just so full of mischief and creativity at this age, aren't they?

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Monday, December 16, 2013

A Warm Fuzzy Weekend.


Our weekend was filled with all things festive--a choir performance, a snowstorm, Christmas lights and time spent together.  It was the kind of weekend that leaves you feeling warm, fuzzy and thankful.

Yes, this year I joined the church choir that my aunt directs.  I LOVE to sing.  I sang to Gabriel for hours as an infant and will sing to pretty much anything including commercials. My husband often laughs and says that I think I am the missing member of every band, belting it out to every song on the radio, including ones I don't even know!  So finally after many many years, I found a choir that love and have taken up singing again at least for the Christmas season.  We just sang publicly for the first time this Sunday and, wow, was Gabriel ever delighted!  After our first song, he gave us a standing ovation, clapped his hands and let out the biggest "Whoop!"  I could see and hear him from where I was standing and it was hard to contain the laughter that brought me.

And snow.  There was just something about a weekend like this past one--with the biggest snowstorm of the season (thus far) hit Toronto--that makes you want to embrace the Canadiana of the Great White North and throw on a fur hat, a Canada Goose coat, a pair of Sorels, big mitts, sip hot chocolate and eat poutine after an hour or so of playing in the snow.  And so that is pretty much what we did, minus the fur hats and Sorels.  But I guess I'll be looking at pair.  When you live here where it is as cold and wet as it is, and you spend so much time outdoors, you really need solid warm footwear.


We made it a priority to get down the last day of the Toronto Christmas Market.  (As you recall, we had a quick visit on Friday this week, here but it was just too cold to stay). I was so glad we were able to go because I knew that even though it would be crowded, Jordan would love it!  And he did.  We had "La Vraie Poutine" and took Gabriel on the carousel which he thought was so fantastic that he cried when he had to get off.  He kept making horsey noises.  Oh, and we did a tiny bit of Christmas shopping, but mostly it was just wonderful to walk around outside under the canopy of Christmas lights, hear cheery music and spend time together. 


Is the countdown on?  I feel like all of these days leading up to Christmas are the best and will be sad when it's all over.  But then we have some pretty amazing things to look forward to now, don't we?

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