Category Archives: The Big Nickel
I’ve arrived!
When the weather started getting cold here, I would get into conversations like this in the elevator in my building: Person: How’s the weather? Me: It’s getting chilly out there. Person: Well, it’s going to get a lot colder before … Continue reading
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To market, to market
On Saturday mornings, I love going to the farmer’s market. It’s a leftover habit from Halifax, when I’d go there for Saturday noodles, very strong French roast coffee, and croissants from Mary’s breadbasket. I’d then have to decide in which … Continue reading
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