A Gallery: Delights & Splendors of Cascadia

The places I've visited in your neck of the woods...

A good friend from my peace corps days lives near Spokane... Her family has a cabin at lake coeur d'alene, idaho

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We did the Hiawatha trail Montana to Idaho if I remember correctly

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One of my favorite treats... Delicious Nanaimo bars!
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Thanks for posting some of your favorite things AJ.
Here's the recipe for those Nanaimo Bars :D

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the delectable, amazing Nanaimo Bar - a BC original :heart:

The Original Nanaimo Bar
Ingredients:

***Bottom Layer ***

* 1/2 cup unsalted butter (European style cultured)
* 1/4 cup sugar
* 5 tablespoons cocoa
* 1 egg beaten
* 1 1/4 cup graham wafer crumbs
* 1/2 cup finely chopped almonds
* 1 cup coconut

***Second Layer ****

* 1/2 cup unsalted butter
* 2 tablespoons cream PLUS
* 2 teaspoons cream
* 2 tablespoons vanilla custard powder
* 2 cups icing sugar

***Third Layer ***

* 4 squares semi-sweet chocolate (1 oz. each)
* 2 tablespoons unsalted butter

Directions:

**Bottom Layer**

Melt first 3 ingredients in top of double boiler. Add egg and stir to cook and thicken. Remove from heat. Stir in crumbs, coconut, and nuts. Press firmly into an ungreased 8" x 8" pan.

**Second Layer**

Cream butter, cream, custard powder, and icing sugar together well. Beat until light. Spread over bottom layer.

**Third Layer**

Melt chocolate and butter overlow heat. Cool. Once cool, but still liquid, pour over second layer and chill in refrigerator.

This recipe for Nanaimo Bar (Official) serves/makes 24 bars.
 
I love you. :D

Let me know when you make them...I'll run right over!
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Maybe we can have a little party with Sailor...I'll bring some good Oregon wine, Washington micro brew and fresh salmon ~ grill it up with fresh blackberrues and we'll eat Nanaimo Bars for dessert on deck. Yum!
 
My interests definitely skew to the urban rather than natural. Shocker, eh? And since Seattle truly is urban bohemia I really do like it. My brother is there and I've not gone to visit him yet but I may one day move there or somewhere like it. I'm thinking Vancouver or San Francisco. I've spent a lot of time in SF and it's my favorite town.

Anyway, here are a few things I love about Vancouver, my favorite town I've not been to yet.

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I've heard people say Vancouver is the Canadian New York.

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Love this building.

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This is just beautiful.

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I'd love to live somewhere like this.
 
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When despair grows in me
and I wake in the middle of the night at the least sound
in fear of what my life and my children's lives may be,
I go and lie down where the wood drake
rests in his beauty on the water, and the great heron feeds.
I come into the peace of wild things
who do not tax their lives with forethought
of grief. I come into the presence of still water.
And I feel above me the day-blind stars
waiting for their light. For a time
I rest in the grace of the world, and am free.

By Wendell Berry
Collected Poems (North Point Press, 1985).

 
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When despair grows in me
and I wake in the middle of the night at the least sound
in fear of what my life and my children's lives may be,
I go and lie down where the wood drake
rests in his beauty on the water, and the great heron feeds.
I come into the peace of wild things
who do not tax their lives with forethought
of grief. I come into the presence of still water.
And I feel above me the day-blind stars
waiting for their light. For a time
I rest in the grace of the world, and am free.

By Wendell Berry
Collected Poems (North Point Press, 1985).


I remember hearing this poem in an episode of the television drama and I find it just as moving now as I did then.
 
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