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February 22, 2016
Irene Saiger


Ranchero Sauce

The purpose of the trip was the wedding of close family friends, the destination Mexico City.  Never having ventured farther into Mexico than Ensenada, and because of assumptions based mainly on movies and media, we were somewhat apprehensive.  To our great surprise the trip could not have been more wonderful.  The city is draped in […]

January 3, 2016
Irene Saiger


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 […]

April 6, 2014
Irene Saiger


Asparagus in Bell Pepper Coulis

Sitting in my backyard for hours on Shabbat morning is one of my greatest pleasures.  I usually have a magazine or book in my hand, cookbooks and crossword puzzles stacked next to me on the table, and a hot cup of French Press.  But when Spring arrives, it’s hard to sit still and I find […]

March 28, 2014
Irene Saiger

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Dina’s Herb Dip (Passover)

I’ve had some requests to post what I plan to cook for the Seder.  Though it always is a work in progress, and there may be lots of changes over the next few weeks, there are some standard dishes that we seem to have every year.  Unlike the seders of my childhood where we were […]

January 1, 2014
Irene Saiger


2013 In Review

The stats helper monkeys prepared a 2013 annual report for this blog. Thank you for following me this past year.  Hope to try new things in the “new” year.  I promise to keep you posted. Here is an excerpt from Word Press.  The concert hall at the Sydney Opera House holds 2,700 people. This […]

November 11, 2013
Irene Saiger


Mini Sweet Potato Latkes

I always drew inside the lines, one of the reasons that I loved Paint by Number as a child.  My coloring books were neat and orderly, and the colors I chose were dictated  by convention,  no blue haired girls or purple suns in sight.  Although I took art classes all through high school, and worked […]