Monthly Archives: June 2007
I know for sure that Frieda, at the Tr’ondek Hwech’in Cultural Center makes the world’s best bannock. She has given me permission to post the recipe right here on my blog. She says that in order for bannock to taste out of this world, the cook must only think good thoughts while baking. Thanks Frieda!
Did you know? Bannock comes from Scotland and was not a staple food until well after European traders came to Canada.
Bannock Mix (big family size)
6 cups flour (white or whole wheat)
4 tsp baking powder
1.5 Tbsp sugar
1.5 tsp salt
berries of choice (up here we have wild cranberries — mmm)
2 to 3 cups water
Combine flour, baking powder, salt and sugar
Thoroughly mix the dry ingredients; add berries
Start adding water a little at a time and stir to form soft dough
Heat the pan, when oil is hot, drop in spoonfuls of dough
Cook until lightly browned and turn over and brown the other side
(can also be oven baked in a greased pan at 350F about 20 minutes)
Serve with jam and tea and enjoy.
Honestly, I could live on these. Sometimes, if she has enough staff, Frieda will cook up a batch for visitors to the center – one more really good reason to visit. It’s on the waterfront and is currently hosting the Where are the Children Photo exhibit.
It’s a busy weekend for me. Today, Robert Sirman, who was appointed Director of the Canada Council for the Arts in June 26, 2006, is visiting Dawson City. I will be hosting him at the Berton House this afternoon at 4pm, followed by a reception at KIAC — Klondike Institute of Art and Culture — which I really need to talk about, but in another post.
I wanted my friend Lulu to be here, but she will be out of town, (best of luck). However, Dan Davidson, editor and writer for the Klondike Sun is coming over and I’m sure Mr. Sirman will have people with him as well. It will be a thrill to meet the man who heads the Canada Council. Without that organization, I wouldn’t be here, and a lot of artists and writers across the country wouldn’t be able to do what they do best: create.
On Saturday, Dawson City is holding a health day and I will lead a workshop on creativity for the Women’s shelter. After that, I’ll dash across town to the Commissioner’s Tea, an event open to everyone, being held at the stately old Commissioner’s House on Front Street.
In the evening, there is a ball, which I’m going to skip in favour of soaking up some live music in town. A great weekend lies ahead.
Explore elements of short fiction at the 11th annual Zoetrope Short Story Writer’s workshop in Blancaneaux Lodge in Belize; August 18-25th. Zoetrope:All-Story, the literary quarterly founded by Francis Coppola, was a finalist for the 2007 National Magazine Award for Fiction.
Join Ben Fountain – winner of the 2007 PEN/Hemingway Award – and Zoetrope: All-Story editor Michael Ray for a week long workshop at Francis Coppola’s beautiful Blancaneaux Lodge in Belize.
Each day features small group workshops led by the instructors, guided writing exercises, and private writing time. Also included are four-star meals, spectacular bungalow accommodations, and trips to the Mayan ruins at Caracol, the Barton Creek Cave, and the Rio on Pools. For complete information and an application, please visit our website. The workshop is limited to twenty attendees. Admissions are rolling.
The skies have opened up over Dawson and this rain forest girl is thrilled. It’s been raining all morning. My fellow southcoast dwellers will understand how wonderful this is. Now, the sun is creeping back into the sky, but the clouds are fighting hard to stay in position. I’m on their side. There’s a reason why the grass is greener on the Outside, and it’s called rain. I’ve missed it. Everything smells so good, and maybe, just maybe the grass surrounding the house will turn green.
I can hear it on the roof, and I can smell it in the air. I know, like other things in life, it’s not here forever, but while it is, I’m celebrating. Sourdough Joe’s has the best Alaskan Chowder possibly in the world and some pretty fine King salmon, and that’s where I’m headed.
Let it pour.
This just in!
It is so hot here today that stepping outside is claustrophobic. My thermometer reads 31 degrees in the shade. Hence, I have spent the day indoors and was in the process of baking brownies for a barbi I’m going to tonight, when my nose picked up the acrid smell of something burning.
“Damn,” I thought, running into the kitchen, “yet another ruined food item.” But my contribution to the potluck was in fine shape. The source of the smoke billowing into my office had nothing to do with my culinary skills, rather the base of Crocus Bluffs had caught fire.
What’s so interesting about a small town is that everybody seemed to come to the same conclusion at the same time, and as I raced out the door, I joined the line of cars, ATVs and people moving toward the disaster area.
Luckily the helicopter had already sprung into action — dumping three buckets of the Yukon onto the flames. (I always wonder how often unsuspecting fish land in the middle of forest fires)? If you have stats, let me know.
Anyway, when I arrived at the base of the bluffs, the firepeople had it all under control, but this was a blatant reminder: in this tinder-dry season we are having both in the Yukon and in BC small fires will turn into flames within seconds.
Be fire aware!
Interested in what’s going on politically in Dawson City? Want to know all about the Mayor’s wheels, or his artwork? Curious about his latest podcast? If you answered yes to even one of these questions, go to The Mayor’s Blog.
If you want to know what Dawsonites think, check out the forum.
And to all of those who have asked me about wi fi — Dawson is totally connected.