A compilation of my favourite places to eat, drink and eat some more. Here are the best restaurants in St. John’s.
There are about a million hotels in London, England. At least it felt that way when I was trying to book a hotel for our two-years-delayed honeymoon last fall. In reality, there are 1500 hotels across London offering more than 123,000 rooms ranging from capsule bunks near Kings Cross to five-star penthouses in Mayfair. We decided to break up our visit to make the best of the city: The first hotel was a splurge stay at The Laslett in notable Notting Hill and the second was a pub hotel in East London, The Culpeper. The former was a disappointment (an explanation of why merits its own blog post later) while the latter gave me one of the best night’s sleep I’ve ever hard… and it was above a bustling corner pub.Continue reading The Culpeper: The Best Pub Hotel in London
Hop Hop Hurray! The craft beer scene here in Newfoundland is bubbling over. There are literally dozens of breweries set to open the next year and I’m slowly working my way down the list (hard job, but someone’s gotta do it! Labour Day weekend Adam and I visited Dildo Brewing Co. and Museum.
My affinity for hotels is no secret. I’ve babbled endlessly about my affection for them, particularly in my post about the Alt Hotel in St. John’s, but for our first wedding anniversary last September I wanted a different experience. After a particularly busy summer moving home to Newfoundland, setting up a garden, patio drinks, family BBQs and weddings, I yearned for some good old fashioned peace and quiet. While perusing ‘historic saltbox homes near the ocean’ on AirBnb I stumbled upon a series of small cabins cloaked in canvas. “There’s Glamping in Newfoundland?” I thought to myself, quickly scanning the photos of pillow top mattresses, bright quilts and ocean views. One phone call to Adam later and I had booked Ome Sweet Ome for our anniversary escape.
Visiting Ottawa in the winter might seem frigidly foolish, but it’s delicious! Small lines make hole-in-the-wall restaurants even cozier. From waffles and ramen to Spanish tapas, the restaurant scene is anything but cold.
While I’ve stayed in lots of hostels in Europe, Asia and Australia, my experience in North America has been limited. And in Newfoundland? Non existent. There are actually less than a dozen hostels across the province, ranging from row houses in St. John’s to lodges in Gros Mourne. But as our Newfoundland explorations continue, Adam and I have been more interested in finding unique accommodations. Enter Skerwink Hostel.
I was excited about our overnight stay at Skerwink Hostel in Trinity East, a great little community on the picturesque Bonavista Peninsula 3-hours drive from St. John’s. The hostel is named after the epic awe-inspiring (and award-winning) Skerwink Trail just down the road, and having never done this particular trail before it was on our 2017 Newfoundland travel bucket list. It’s also happens to be a short walk to my favourite Newfoundland brewery, Port Rexton Brewing, which I raved about earlier this summer in this blog post. Continue reading Skerwink Hostel | Trinity East, Newfoundland
After three seasons working on an archaeological dig, I know my Turkish food. These are my favourite Turkish dishes from grandma’s specialties to street eats: the best Turkish foods according to The Food Girl in Town.
Poutine has become a quintessential Canadian dish. Chefs are spooning out messy iterations of this gravy-curd-fry combination everywhere, and I love it all. I’ve eaten poutine in many forms and many places — like sitting curb-side after a night of drinking in Halifax or with …
Sometimes I don’t feel at home at bed and breakfasts. Some spots feel like you’re at someone’s parent’s house while they’re away for the weekend. I’m always worried about breaking something or being too loud. Maybe I’m not sophisticated enough, or I’m not old enough to appreciate the home-like nature, considering the average age at many B&Bs I’ve frequented has been over 65. This was not the case the George House Heritage Bed and Breakfast. The minute Adam and I walked through the door we smelled cookies baking and owner Todd Warren was bopping around the kitchen.