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Here is my feature interview with Chef Adam Donnelly and his partner Carolina Konrad.
Originally posted on Exploring Winnipeg and Beyond.:
After my evening out at local tapas restaurant Segovia the other week, I hoped to dig a little deeper in to what made this place tick. As luck would have it the owners of the trendy eatery in Osborne Village were more than happy to accommodate my request for an off hours chat and photo session.
I arrived just after 3 pm while Segovia was closed between lunch and dinner service. Luckily Carolina Konrad, Chef Donnelly’s partner spotted me taking photos of the patio area and warmly welcomed me in to the strangely quiet restaurant.
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With the resurgence in Winnipeg food culture and the feature interview with Chef Adam Donnelly in the Winnipeg Free Press I thought it appropriate to highlight my visit to Segovia again.
Originally posted on Exploring Winnipeg and Beyond.:
Tonight I had the chance to eat single, as I often do when presented with a chance to head out I leave any preconceptions at home and set out with an empty stomach. Tonight I was definitely not disappointed.
Having snaked through the afternoon watching football a little bite was all I needed to set things right after watching my Blue Bombers lose in a tightly fought defensive battle vs the Saskatchewan Rough Riders in the Labour Day Classic.
A nibble in mind perhaps a salad I thought, then as I drove it dawned on me that I had wanted to try a new Tapas bar down in The Village. Tapas for those of you who are uninitiated are normally a shared food experience. Drinks, and many little dishes to share with friends. It’s a Spanish cultural thing, bites of cured meats or plates of grilled sliced meats and fish.
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Sorry I haven’t been around much these last few months. It’s been a hard winter, tons of snow and brutally cold. Even for Winnipeg which should speak volumes for those of you who know the northern latitudes.
But it’s been more than just cold, it’s been hard. As some of you know my mom has breast cancer. She’s a brave soul and had a mastectomy, she’s fighting it head on. As she always does. Honestly she’s the strongest person I’ve ever known.
I guess we all could say that about our moms, they have to be tough in their own ways. Bend but never break. Loving and compassionate, but hard as nails when pushed.
I am planning on doing more writing and much more photography in the future.So I hope you all can put up with my silly shots of Winnipeg.
Thanks for hanging in with me.
From my new found friend Archon. Theory is most Canadians have thought this way a time or two.
Originally posted on Archon's Den:
Lord, I hope Canucks in other countries don’t show themselves as dim-witted as some of the visitors to the great country of Canada. They probably do, but, at least I don’t have to see it. I can understand folks from Europe, Asia or Australia not being cognisant of details of Canadian culture, but I get a little short with Americans. C’mon guys! You live right next door.
Americans want to know things like, “Who’s the old broad on the money?” She’s the Queen, and no, she doesn’t “rule” Canada. “Does the flag come in any other colors?” And, why don’t we celebrate the Fourth of July? Because we’re not Americans. Our Independence Day is July 1.
I strive to be a little more accurate in this post than Ann Landers once was, when she told a Colombian tourist that Boston was not the capital of the U.S. “It’s always been…
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It’s a hard thing to deal with cancer in a family.
I’ve had to much of it in my life to speak of. I have lost uncles , a brother , and almost my daughter.
But somehow it took my mother’s recent battle to bring me to my knees. I have lost younger people and older to this fight.
But having my mother saying. Take my breasts, i’m not seventeen.
That for a boy is the last straw.
Fuck how can I cry enough, it’s my mom.
How do I deal with the pain of almost losing her.
I want to bang my head on the keys again and again. I have no words
Get better mommy, I love you.
forever and always.
Being a blogger to my mind is its own reward. When I write I normally have something to say or to bring to the attention of the masses, however now and then there are a few side perks that pop up. Last night Dar and I were the guests of RAS Creative who are doing the promotions for the upcoming Winnipeg Mardi Gras celebration. It was a media and blogger night to get a taste of the event, the colours, the atmosphere and of course the food!
Our evening started out simply shaking hands and getting to know the assembled crowd. It turns out that one of Darlene’s co-workers is also a Winnipeg blogger and writes the webpage PegCityLovely. From there our grumbling stomachs lead us on to the amazing food. I decided just to work my way around the room and try a little bit of everything. My partner in crime Darlene humbly accepted the challenge of being the night’s beverage taster since I had to drive us home.
The first selection of the evening is a New Orléans classic sandwich, the fried oyster po’ boy along with a side of deep fried pickles the combo knocked it out of the park. Crunchy and rich in flavour paired with the acidity of the deep fried pickle matched incredibly well together.
Next up was a stop to my most frequented stand of the evening. Raw shucked Glacier Bay oysters, peel and eat shrimp and the most decadent rich and velvety smooth gumbo this wordsmith has ever eaten. I love a good briny oyster, nothing fancy just meaty slippery goodness. Even more than the taste is watching people’s reactions as you wolf down a dozen or so of these beauties. Revulsion and abject horror often flash through their eyes. Yummy!
Rounding the corner another set of tables loomed ahead, spaced perfectly with food, beverages, and food. Needing some serious sustenance now a pasta dish looked to be the way to go and we were not disappointed. The rosé farfalle pasta was amazing. Complex flavours in a creamy sauce covering pillows of perfectly cooked pasta. The dish also included a oven dried tomato and a cheese crisp (chip) that added just the right zip to the velvety pasta and sauce.
Dar seemed to be up for a challenge as we worked our way around the room and was game for a shot of Fireball whiskey. The lovely bartender encouraged her saying that the shot tasted just like a cinnamon heart candy. Dar did the shot like a trooper and even got a souvenir flashing shot-glass to mark the occasion.
Seafood is definitely a way of life down in New Orléans so a dish like bourbon flamed garlic pepper shrimp on a bed of rice pilaf is a natural. Like everything else we had tried up to this point the rice and shrimp were simply mind blowing. The aromas coming from this table were incredible, frying garlic and briny shrimps being flamed in top shelf bourbon I’ll let your imagination do the rest.
One last turn and we were into Dar’s favorite stand of the night the mixed cocktails. liking a sweeter beverage Darlene tried two of the house favorites. The Agent Orange and the Southern Hurricane. Darlene preferred the Agent Orange due to it’s fruity flavour and deceptive power. “You can’t even taste the booze in this, it’s dangerous” she exclaimed!
But don’t think that’s where Mardi Gras stops as I said the party planners are bringing in top notch entertainment in the form of Dwayne Dopsie and the Zydeco Hellraisers. Playing the best in washboard music and swamp pop that your ears have ever heard. I guarantee!
Come for the food, come for the fun and flamboyance. Come for the Ambiance and the Zydeco, how’s that for an A to Z fun time. Come on down I guarantee you’ll have a great time. It’s taking place at the Winnipeg Convention Center February 14 and 15th
If you live in Winnipeg and are a fan of Exploring Winnipeg and Beyond, I have some free passes to give away. But there is a catch. Comment on this post and tell me how I got my start blogging. It’s easy just go into the archives and look it up. I’m looking for where I went (City) and the reason (event) I went there.
Comment on this blog posting an I’ll hook you up with some passes for Mardi Gras at the convention center.
Now do yourself a favor and check out the musical madness of Dwayne Dopsie and the Zydeco Hellraisers!