This train ride back to Toronto is so different, it’s almost surreal. The car is modern, the seats are comfortable, and it has internet. I’ve been offered snacks, drinks and a choice of three meals (!). On the other hand, the guy seated in front of me is laughing away like a serial killer in a 70’s horror movie and I’m hoping he’s actually watching something but can’t quite get a glimpse of what he’s up to. I fear peaking up over the seat and catching him gazing at his own gleeful reflection.
One of the tastiest things I had while in Montreal was the homemade limoncello c/o my sister’s friend. It’s a process that involves peeling the rinds of fresh lemons and then steeping them in alcohol for 40 days before straining and mixing with cream, milk, and sugar. Delicious. Recipe available upon request!
Speaking of delicious…
Where can I get these?
Update: The guy in front of me isn’t watching anything! BUT he IS earring earphones, presumably listening to something funny(?). I sure hope so!

Akemi enjoying mom’s crunchy taralli.





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