The end of a show is always bittersweet. After the final curtain call last Sunday, we put away all the costumes in a blur of glitter and sequins, colourful wigs and knight’s armour, packed up the set and all the silly props (coconuts galore) and that was it.
The accessories of a chorus girl…
Despite being a bit relieved that I don’t have to try and do school work backstage anymore, I still find myself humming tunes from the show and throwing around Monty Python one liners — the everlasting joys of Camelot (Spamalot!).
A chorus girl receiving roses? Thrilling! <3
It was a blast to be a part of Spamalot; it’s such a silly musical I think it would be impossible not to have a hoot onstage. I’m so glad I got to meet such wonderful people in the cast and crew — we had a ball.
Hello again! It’s been a month since I last managed to blog (what a funny verb), and I didn’t even have time to notice. Now, February 2014 will forever go undocumented on Kate’s Plate. How devastating. With nine days spent in gloriously sunny Jamaica, and the rest spent desperately trying to stay organized with school, rehearsals for a musical and napping on the sofa in front of the Olympics (I was competing against my dog for a medal in couch surfing), February seemed even shorter than usual. And now! We’re in the home stretch of this semester, Jamaica feels like a million years ago, and our musical opened last night (!!). If you’re in Ottawa and you want to have a good laugh, come check out the Orpheus Musical Theatre Society’s production of Monty Python’s Spamalot! We had so much fun with our first audience last night and we can’t wait for more! There are eight more shows running until March 16th. One thing that hasn’t really changed since I last posted is the season. We’ve still got a bit of winter left (which I am loving, though I know that’s not the popular opinion), but the days are longer and the sun has been shining. It’s been exactly as Dickens put it: “It was one of those March days when the sun shines hot and the wind blows cold: when it is summer in the light, and winter in the shade.” Perfect. (Thanks, Corinne for reminding me of that one!) So, things have been a little hectic around here, but happily so. Without sounding too twee (or trying to, at least), within all the running around I’ve been finding a lot of joy and gratitude in stopping to appreciate the little things; these sunny March days and colourful fruit have been at the top of my list of oh-so-lovely things.
I just wanted to say hi after a little impromptu break:) Hope February treated you well! xo
As a proud Canuck, friends always seemed surprised when I told them I had never downhill skied before (one highschool friend’s reaction was to tell me that I wasn’t as “cultured” as she thought I was). Happily, I was able to check that off my bucketlist just before the end of 2013 with a family trip out to beautiful British Columbia. Guided down the Whistler Blackcomb mountains by my talented skiing cousins and aunt (the same aunt who makes some of my favourite granola), we beginners all progressed to blue runs before the end of our ski week and even attempted some small moguls (most of which I managed to stay on my feet for). With only one nasty bruise, I’d say my first skiing experience was a success and I can’t wait to try again!Continue reading
Around this time of year I feel like I become a hybrid between a sentimental grandmother and an excitable child — ’tis the season? The twinkling lights, my favourite music, the snow, the gingerbread…none of it ever seems to get old for me. And then even uber-consumerist commercials can have me tearing up. I get caught up in it all pretty easily.Amidst all the hustle and bustle of the season, I just wanted to take a moment to say a big THANK YOU to all of you for making this little hobby of mine so much fun. This past week marked two years since I tentatively dipped a toe into the world of blogging, and I’m so happy I did. Continue Reading…
I think sending and receiving snail mail is one of my favourite things (brown paper packages tied up with string…). So snail mail containing cookies? Oh, baby. This was my second year joining in The Great Food Blogger Cookie Swap, and considering I really only participated by proxy last year I was even more excited. (Plus, all the entry fees go to a good cause — yay cookies!) Continue reading…
The first few snowfalls were polite little things, gently reacquainting us with the season. Then overnight, winter determinedly made her entrance. Ottawa woke up to 30 centimetres of freshly fallen snow yesterday and I, for one, was so excited that the novelty of shovelling the driveway won’t wear off for a little while yet. With the school semester coming to an end and the holidays almost beginning, I tend to be a little all over the place at this time of year. Should I be baking gingerbread or studying for exams? (Baking gingerbread, obviously. In my dreams.) But this decadent dessert doesn’t take much time to come together and it only requires four basic ingredients — perfect for a quick winter study break. Musical accompaniment: A Fine FrenzyContinue Reading
Autumn fades rather quickly. The trees go from leafy green to nude in the blink of an eye if you don’t stop to pay attention. It’s a transition that I love; the colours, that brief but perfect time we call sweater weather, the seasonal treats. One of the loveliest sights for me is the sugar maple in our backyard. When the leaves become bright orange and the sun is out, our house is flooded with warm light. For a couple hours a day, a couple weeks a year, autumn is aglow.The oranges and reds have since fallen to the ground, and snow is on the way, but these macaroons are sure to continue brightening the season.
It’s a very belated pop culture reference, but I’m too happy with my nerdy wordplay to care. I might be past my trick-or-treating days, but I’m definitely not past Halloween treats (is that even possible?). These don’t involve any sorceress’ spells or ghoulish gore, but they are dangerously delicious — Happy Halloween!Read On…
It was my Dad’s birthday yesterday. He’s the man who’s got me out on more hiking trails than I can count, on cross country skis and skates, in kayaks and canoes. He’s taught me about everything from board games, to Monty Python, math, and growing snow peas. He’s incredibly supportive, and can be incredibly sarcastic. From him I inherited my love of word games and Jesus Christ Superstar. We sing around the house, and once performed a wonderfully awkward duet from The Phantom of the Opera. He’s one of my favourite travel buddies. I think he’s pretty cool.Dad’s made a few appearances here before, in the shape of his famous (in this house, anyway!) garlic tomatoes, du Puy lentils, and oatmeal bread. But even the healthiest man gets a craving for a buttery dessert sometimes. So when he told my mum he really felt like good old chocolate chip cookies, she whipped up a batch of the tastiest brown butter chocolate chip cookies(recipe courtesy of Joy the Baker) to accompany our favourite standby chocolate cake to celebrate. So Daddy-o, happy, happy birthday (!!), here’s to you and many more years to celebrate. xox
But leave me the birds and the bees.Living in a place with four seasons is wonderful. Mother Nature gives us reasons to celebrate every change, every coloured leaf, every crisp morning, every apple picked from the tree. This might be the first year that we’ve been able to pick significant amounts of ripe apples from our trees without them all being half eaten by the suburban wildlife. Cause for celebration indeed.
First fall colours last weekend in the Laurentians (yay, fieldcamp!).