My mom got stopped at the airport in Helsinki. They told her she needed a visitor visa to travel to Canada to see her kids for Christmas. Rest assured, an easy fix, but apparently irreparably complicated by her permanent resident status in Canada - a vestige of her previous life in the 1990s when she last lived here. For geopolitical reasons that defy my earnest Canadian mind this meant that she couldn’t come visit for Christmas this year. Naturally, I blame Trump. He’s the Grinch and he ruined my mother’s Christmas.
They say right before you die of hypothermia you feel warm. That's kind of what I think drinking eggnog is like.
And so in this post I give a nod to eggnog. Consuming eggnog is like being hugged from the inside out during a blizzard. They say that right before you die of hypothermia you feel warm. That’s kind of what I think drinking eggnog is like. Consisting of egg yolks, sugar, milk and rum, it’s basically all the elements of a hearty cake. You just ditch the flour and sub in booze.
“Don't worry - I’ve done it all: I’ve choked and coughed my wine out on the table, I’ve dribbled it onto my chin and drooled into my lap.”
This post is about my experiences learning about wine at the Wine & Spirits Education Trust’s Level 1 course held in St. John’s in October. In a nutshell: it was a blast. We tasted wine from 9am to 5pm on a Sunday. We were taught by Erin Turke, former sommelier at the beloved Raymonds, about why to pass up a Pinot Grigio and hail a Riesling, about pairing a Sauternes with a jube-jube, about why you shouldn't eat spicey food with a Barolo. In fact learned so much about wine on that windy autumn Sunday in October that I find it genuinely hard to believe the attendance was so low: only seven people showed! So I’m going to share a thing or two about the secrets us lucky seven were let in on.
Let’s see if I can convert you to blueberry soup. I’ve put a recipe up here. You can also read the full post about Blueberry Soup by clicking the "Read More" icon.
I'm Erik, the Burnt Chef. I'm a Finnish-born Newfoundlander living in Norway. I have a passion for cooking and a deep fascination for the culinary history of the North. Simplicity guides my cooking. Time, place, and history guide my storytelling. This is my personal blog about food.