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Sixth Blog Post When I was growing up and we were running low on groceries, my mom would have to get creative. We often had tuna melts. Let’s look back to my childhood. It was a time when my Mom stayed home with the kids and my Dad went to work.  Some families had more, some had less. Nobody seemed to care much. We can have a little segway here about the olden days here and patriarchal systems that I lived in but…I am here to talk tuna. Canned tuna. Let’s get back to the story! I loved

Fifth Blog Post When I was growing up and we were running low on groceries, my mom would have to get creative. We often had tuna melts. Let’s look back to my childhood. It was a time when my Mom stayed home with the kids and my Dad went to work.  Some families had more, some had less. Nobody seemed to care much. We can have a little segway here about the olden days here and patriarchal systems that I lived in but…I am here to talk tuna. Canned tuna. Let’s get back to the story! I loved

Fourth Blog Post When I was growing up and we were running low on groceries, my mom would have to get creative. We often had tuna melts. Let’s look back to my childhood. It was a time when my Mom stayed home with the kids and my Dad went to work.  Some families had more, some had less. Nobody seemed to care much. We can have a little segway here about the olden days here and patriarchal systems that I lived in but…I am here to talk tuna. Canned tuna. Let’s get back to the story! I loved

Third Blog Post When I was growing up and we were running low on groceries, my mom would have to get creative. We often had tuna melts. Let’s look back to my childhood. It was a time when my Mom stayed home with the kids and my Dad went to work.  Some families had more, some had less. Nobody seemed to care much. We can have a little segway here about the olden days here and patriarchal systems that I lived in but…I am here to talk tuna. Canned tuna. Let’s get back to the story! I loved

Going to Your Local Farmer's Market There is nothing better than a Farmers market. Fresh corn, peas still in their pods, tomatoe’s with their intoxicating summer perfume! We have a small market just down the street at Davisville Ave in June Rowlands Park on Tuesday afternoon at 3pm. and a larger one west of me at 125 Burnaby Ave, Sunday @ 8am. Both are fabulous. Whenever I go to a new farmers market, I usually do a “scope out run” to get an idea of what the vendors have on offer today. I try to go early so

A Can of Tuna When I was growing up and we were running low on groceries, my mom would have to get creative. We often had tuna melts. Let’s look back to my childhood. It was a time when my Mom stayed home with the kids and my Dad went to work.  Some families had more, some had less. Nobody seemed to care much. We can have a little segway here about the olden days here and patriarchal systems that I lived in but…I am here to talk tuna. Canned tuna. Let’s get back to the story! I