Fruit and vegetable stalls in the St. Lawrence Market
It’s nice having guests stay with us. It’s like having your own little family there, ready and waiting when you arrive home from work and shout: “Hi, kids – I’m home!” Of course, our current guests aren’t exactly kids; they’re two friends of mine, Marie & Tony, from way-back-when in the U.K. I got to know Marie at work, when I still lived in England, and she and I hit it off and became friends over a long period of time. Her husband, Tony, also worked for the same company as us, although he arrived there much later. They’re both very well traveled and have lived in a number of countries over a period of 10 years or so, including such places as China, Switzerland, Spain, Singapore and Dubai.
What makes such guests even more welcome is when they happen to be good cooks! I met Marie at lunchtime yesterday and we grabbed a bite to eat at the historic St. Lawrence Market in downtown Toronto. After we ate, I left her as she went on her merry way and did some food shopping for later on that evening, when she and Tony had promised to cook us a meal. So by the time El Franco and I got home yesterday, everything was prepared for a delicious dinner of:
- Freshly-made bruschettas for the appetizer
- Some melt-in-your-mouth risotto with leek, sage and plenty of parmesan
- Fresh strawberries cooked in a reduction of balsamic vinegar and basil, with dollops of soy ice cream
Hmm, mmm! Tony and Marie, if ever you read this: there will always be a place for you in our home, our hearts, and more importantly, our kitchen!
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