Thursday, September 29, 2011

Social Butterfly

Between a morning exploring the outdoors at Gail & Andy's, an afternoon of stair-climbing at Godmother Dawn's and a walk at Royal Roads followed by a play-date at Jodi's, Eliot has thoroughly enjoyed his week!

Standing at Dawn's

Can we go up the stairs again?

Come and get the toy!

Such a comfortable mat!

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Tuesday, September 27, 2011

Table Manners

Many moons ago, Eliot's Mamas began spoon-feeding him from his bowl.  As he caught on to eating solids, he soon became adept at feeding himself morsels off his tray.  And recently, he achieved the height of civility: feeding himself from his own bowl!  

Hand to bowl...

...and hand to mouth!
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Sunday, September 25, 2011

More Bookish Thoughts...

The Cat's Table

I willingly admit that Michael Ondaatje's novels do not rank among my favourites; I found "The English Patient" melodramatic, "Anil's Ghost" tedious and "In The Skin of a Lion" only barely engaging.  However, when a Canadian literary icon releases a new and critically acclaimed novel, I have to jump on the bandwagon so as not to miss out.

During a recent interview, Ondaatje quipped that the story line of "The Cat's Table" consists of, "A boy [Michael] getting on a boat...and getting off a boat." Fortunately, the plot develops beyond such a reduction.  On a 1950s voyage from Ceylon (now Sri Lanka) to England, the reader meets three young boys who, free from adult guardians, find opportunities to spy, assist in burglary, smoke unknown substances, and speculate on human behavior.  A slew of eccentrics join these boys at their dining table, sharing world knowledge and personal stories: a tailor, a botanist, a burned-out pianist, a retired ship junker and a mysterious spinster.  A chained murderer, a deaf girl, an upper-class woman who largely neglects her role as Michael's caretaker and Michael's comely cousin complete the novel's cast of skillfully manipulated and mysterious characters.  Each personality harbours secrets, which emerge both on board the Oronsay and during the flash-forwards that dominate the book's latter half.

I have always revered Ondaatje as a poet for he has an incredible ability to manipulate the intricacies of space and time.  This skill shines in "The Cat's Table," producing a spare yet lucid story that engages the reader's intellect.  The storyline moves fluidly while the author leaves enough unsaid for his audience to play an active role in piecing together his puzzle.

Thursday, September 22, 2011

Eleven Months

Poor Eliot has fought a stomach bug all week but his spirits remain high and his energy seems boundless!  We celebrated eleven months today with story time at the library, a visit from Hope and an outing to see Great-Grandmother Nin.  

Eliot can now circumnavigate our entire house by furniture/wall walking and will stand unsupported for five seconds or so.  I expect him to accompany me on my runs any day now ;)

Nursing an upset tummy
Furniture walking
Visiting Nin
Just chillin'

Wednesday, September 21, 2011

More Bookish Thoughts...

The Beggar's Garden










Inspired by his experience volunteering in Vancouver's notorious   Downtown East Side, Michael Christie explores the humanity of people living on the fringes of society in his debut collection of nine linked stories. Indeed, his characters include the drug addicted, the homeless, the mentally ill, as well as those who interact with the city's outcasts.

"The Beggar's Garden" compels the reader with tough, lucid prose as it chronicles broken lives and self-inflicted suffering. A lonely woman calls 911 thinking she's in love with one of the city's paramedics; a man whose marriage has just ended befriends a panhandler; a psychiatric patient tries to convince the Ministry that one of his orderlies works as an assassin.

Christie treats his characters tenderly and manages to create genuine sympathy for the damaged and disaffected. Ultimately and most impressively, he gives voice to the unwanted figures of society, shining attention onto a largely ignored population.


Sunday, September 18, 2011

You've Got Mail!

For his first Christmas, Eliot's honourary Auntie Keiko sent him a japanese-speaking Fisher Price mailbox.  Admittedly, he couldn't have much fun with it at two months old but it has recently become a huge hit.  His Mamas may eventually go crazy from the noise it makes but we figure that's a small price to pay for a quality babysitter!

"tori" (bird)

"akeru" (open)

Thursday, September 15, 2011

Facts and Arguments

| Vivienne Flesher for The Globe and Mail

I have an essay running in today's Globe and Mail about Eliot's baptism.  It appears on the back page of the Life Section and is also on line at:

http://www.theglobeandmail.com/life/parenting/parenting-facts-and-arguments/i-was-unsure-about-baptizing-our-son/article2166116/

Wednesday, September 14, 2011

Sunny Running

Under Sunday's cloudless sky, I ran in the first McNeill Bay half marathon organized by my buddy, Phil, at Island Runner.  The beautiful course began at Oak Bay High, then wended through the Uplands and along Beach Drive.  I was pleased to both tie my PB of 1:31:10 and come second among the women.

Good luck, Mama!

Through Uplands

Almost there...

Monday, September 12, 2011

Summer Travels

On Saturday, Jean and Eliot returned from their cross-country adventure.  They began in Manitoba, visiting cousins in Winnipeg and Nana & Grandpa at West Hawk Lake.  Then they moved on to Toronto for Erika & Am's wedding and finally ended up in Ottawa to meet the older Carlucci cousins for the first time.  A very full but successful trip!

All ready for a dip

Chilly?

Wedding Day

MJ and Erika

Meeting Cousin Josephina

Weeeeee!

Wednesday, September 7, 2011

More Bookish Thoughts...

Bird Eat Bird

The theme of consumption unites Katrina Best's stories in her smart, witty and engaging debut collection. "Bird Eat Bird" depicts a pelican lunching on a pigeon while a cast of onlookers briskly assesses the drama; a 40-ish mother who has a dangerous encounter with a rip tide, apparently ambivalent to the potential of being swallowed by waves as she muses on the irritations of her marriage; an awkward and naive young woman on a second date with a blandly indifferent man who disdains "tall food"; and a vegetarian cashier who watches in horror as a tray of offal falls onto her sandaled feet. 


Despite some underdeveloped characters and needless diversions in narrative flow, Best's writing is smartly calibrated, vividly imagined and gratifyingly subtle. And at less than 200 pages, the collection leaves the reader wanting more, eagerly awaiting the author's next release.

Thursday, September 1, 2011

More Bookish Thoughts...

Beaten, Seared, and Sauced: On Becoming a Chef at the Culinary Institute of America



I have read a lot of foodie books recently: Jeffrey Steingarten's The Man Who Ate Everything, Alan Richman's Fork it Over (both dated but highly enjoyable) and, most recently, Jonathan Dixon's Beaten, Seared and Sauced. On one hand, Dixon's memoir falls into the overdone genre of kitchen war stories, tales chronicling the long hours, grueling work and heinous bosses that make up life in a professional kitchen. On the other, his account of training at the Culinary Institute of America reads like a humourous and engaging odyssey and provides a unique perspective on a revered institution. 

Dixon creates a likable persona and the reader sympathizes with his struggles to evenly dice onions, pass a wine course with a 30% failure rate and survive a dismal externship. I rooted for Dixon as I read and also appreciated his fast-paced writing packed with practical information. Without long winded explanations or recipes, the book describes how to filet fish, prepare classic French sauces and roast the perfect chicken. Above all, Dixon conveys a boundless passion for cooking and proves that "Every gesture, no matter how small, [is] about the individual attempting to be great."