Bistrotheque

This month I turned the grand age of thirty-four. Naturally I celebrated in style (by eating everything in sight) with a most delightful brunch at Bistrotheque. The entrance is rather incongruous, up a flight of stairs that you would never find if your weren’t looking for it. Once inside though, it is impossible not to…

A semi eggcellent story

This may seem weird for some people, but growing up, I never had to ‘manually’ boil an egg. We always had an egg cooker. You just filled it up to the line, flicked the switch, and bob’s you’re uncle! It was easy! It turned off when the time was right and there you had it,…