Oh Donna, how I love thee…
I don’t remember the exact moment I first laid eyes on you, but it must have been at some point during my year-long stay in your homeland, Australia.
Category / Morning tea
It’s like comparing apples to oranges. They’re different as chalk and cheese, people say. There are many ways to explain two completely unrelated things.
Each Tuesday I will be exploring a new location to satisfy my wanderlust while my feet remain firmly planted on Canadian soil. I’m so excited! I hope you’ll join me in these new adventures.
I have just one word for you: Panettone.
Oh what a sad, sad day this is. All that talk, all that planning, all that WORK. And the result? Bubbling, buttery disaster.
I should have known it wouldn’t work out. Right from the beginning the dough wasn’t coming together as it should.
Maybe competition is the wrong word. I mean, can I really compete with Tim Horton’s? Their top notch donuts, chewy bagels, their quintessential Canadian-ness? A port in any road-trip storm?
I’m going to make a bold statement here, so I hope you’re sitting down:
Yes. I. Can.
