Welcome to our blog
There’s no roadmap for a life spent chasing the next great meal. You stumble into it—sometimes in the back of a dive bar, sometimes at a family table where the recipe’s older than the country you’re in. I’m Julie Harris—chef, pub owner, cookbook author, and unapologetic eater. I’ve burned my hands in too many kitchens, spilled too many drinks behind the bar, and still, I keep coming back for more. Because food isn’t just food—it’s history, people, and the stories we tell over the last bite on the plate. From the late-night fry-ups in my pub to the smoky backstreets of Asia, this is where we get our hands greasy, our bellies full, and our passports stamped in sauce. Welcome to the journey.
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Beet it: How my Dad turned a humble veg into soup royalty
Borscht—deep, earthy, and unapologetically bold—was more than just a soup for my dad. It was the kind of dish that drew on the marrow-deep satisfaction of…
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Duck, Duck… Rice: A love affair with arroz de pato in Portugal
I’ve eaten my way through a lot of countries. Some dishes I remember because they blew my mind, some because they damn near killed me, and…
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Auntie Margaret’s amazing chocolate brownies
For many summers growing up, we would file into the car and drive 24 hours to visit the Millard family in Winnipeg… more specifically Auntie Margaret’s…
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Rolling with Baba: A cabbage-filled legacy of love and holupci
Some dishes stick with you, not because they’re flashy or complicated, but because they’re rooted deep in the soil of who you are. They remind you…