Every neighbourhood needs needs certain things to call their own: the corner depanneur, the crazy cat lady, that house with the nine kids, and a neighbourhood burger joint. Recently the lovely citizens of NDG welcomed a new burger joint, Notre-Boeuf-de-Grâces on Sherbrooke in NDG. The spot prides themselves on having ground beef ground on premises […]


I’ve been told I’m an open book; I hide nothing from anyone and will not shy away from anything. That being said, yesterday I was caught singing to my jam on the radio while stuck in traffic. When I say caught “singing”, I really mean rocking out and full on playing the air-piano on the […]

{ 1 comment }

The last time I believed “the hype”, I was left with a Razor scooter, a mini disc player, acid washed overalls and the shame of being a 30 year old with a banker box filled with limited edition Beanie Babies. I’ve been hearing good things about this burger spot downtown that’s been making waves in […]


Get ready; I’m about to unleash some hokey cliché sayings about how the past year has been quite a roller-coaster ride, a leaning experience filled with ups and downs, pumpkin spice and dry rub. 2012 has been an awesome year for Shut Up and Eat – We launched the Eat With Me initiative that takes […]

{ 1 comment }

I’m not a winter person, but living in a city where winter is a thing that’s six months long – it’s something you have to learn to deal with. I’m not a religious person either, but I’ve found the best thing to do in the winter is pray… and lots of it; and just sit […]


I know fish isn’t for everyone, but you can’t get away from the media brainwashing us with the health benefits of fish as though we’re some fatty-acid deficient zombies. The jingle ladened commercials of my youth never mentioned the Omega-3s that we have become such perverts for – they only preached consuming our strawberries if […]


I’m not even going to pretend that I’m not glad the snow is melting and the weather is getting nicer, but what I’m not excited about is the unthawing of the mounds and piles of dog shit my neighbour leaves on our front lawn. Born and raised in Montreal, you’d think that either I’ve gotten […]