Cookbook Crush! Florentine: The True Cuisine of Florence

New cookbook crush! Florentine: The True Cuisine of Florence by Emiko Davies

Beautiful pages brimming with life and history that weave around traditional recipes filled with the aromas of Florence. A true cover to cover read, exactly the kind of cookbook that I eat up! Keep Reading!

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Love Your Art: A Luxe Sushi Bar in North Toronto

Ever so quietly a new sushi restaurant opened in Uptown on Yonge and it’s touted as the best sushi in Toronto. Keep Reading!

Florence

Photo by E. Fina
by E.Fina

Romanticalism at it’s finest.
Yes, I say romanticalism—not really a word you say?
Well, it’s describing romanticism in a heightened sense—a strengthening of language.
Florence.
Ah Florence.
Where one can simply stand, enamored in it all.
The Medici’s, Leonardo, Botticelli, Giotto, Raphael.
Approaching Brunelleschi’s Duomo, an unfathomable sight, causing one to feel insignificant in size.
Sauntering across the Ponte Vecchio, pausing in view, the River Arno, outstretched.
Lunching in a quaint, corner shop, crumbs dusting the floor.
Cobbled streets, marble statues and colored facades.
Strolling hand in hand—step by step—breath by breath.
History—rebirth—Florence.

Love in Silence.

Love in Silence. {Video} | elephant journal.

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“If you aren’t quite sure what love looks like anymore, but still believe in it;

If you believe that love isn’t about making anyone stay;

If you believe that love is hearing each other’s song, yet resting contented in each other’s silence;

This story is for you:
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Bottoms Up

Gravel Bottomby MICHELLE SWIFT
featured in ROADBELLY

Transitioning from corporate suit and tie to a brick-and-mortar community builder, Matt Michiels, a self-declared extreme hobby guy, brings Gravel Bottom Craft Brewery & Supply—a place for beer lovers and brewers—to the Ada neighborhood. Matt greets me at the front door with a warm hello and a hug. Not a handshake. He’s not that kind of guy, and that’s fine by me. Hugs are more welcoming.

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