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January 3, 2016
Irene Saiger

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German Pancake

It was a combination of my 60th birthday celebration and a trip down memory lane.  We chose to have a family vacation in Palm Springs, the place we travelled to six weekends a year, for a period of 20 years, visiting my in-laws, snowbirds who came from Toronto to soak up the sunshine and be […]

May 17, 2015
Irene Saiger

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Blueberry Pop Tarts

With Shavuot less than a week away, I’ve been thinking of the trips that our family took with the Androns,  specifically during this holiday.  We would each pack up our Volvo wagons and take to the road, heading to Palm Springs, Sequoia National Park and Forest, Santa Barbara, and places I no longer remember.  We have […]

August 31, 2014
Irene Saiger

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Lemony Zucchini Ribbons

With the New Year approaching, it was time to spruce up my blog with a “new” look.  A BIG thank you to my son Micah who made it happen.  Hope you like it!! Several weeks ago my daughter was visiting when she wanted to make a salad that she had eaten at the home of […]

August 17, 2014
Irene Saiger

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Cinnamon Buns

Last week I dreamt about my Mom for the very first time since she passed away over a decade ago.  In my dream I was laying in bed and she was sitting on the edge looking down on me, reassuring me that “everything was going to be alright,” an expression that I don’t remember her using […]

June 27, 2014
Irene Saiger

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Pan- Fried Trout

The family vacations we took with my parents were typically to parks in California.  Sequoia, Yosemite, Mammoth, Big Sur, Lake Tahoe.  They were simple vacations, all within driving distance.  There were eight of us, and we usually stayed in cabins inside the parks, ate in the park concessions, and spent our days hiking or going […]

May 23, 2014
Irene Saiger

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Sara’s Muesli

Last week my mother-in-law Lillian Saiger passed away and the family sat Shiva in Toronto.  This time I was not the mourner, but the supporter, and watching from that perspective allowed me to see the beauty and choreography of Shiva.  As I sat with my husband, sisters-in-law, and Uncle Dave, I observed the sadness, loss, […]