In spite of the mild sun-stroke I incurred during the sweltering afternoon heat at a recent country pie festival, it was all worth it. It happened in a lush field at the lovely McCully’s Hill Farm located a short drive from my part-time home of Stratford, Ont.
QUEBEC CITY – Paul McCartney has left the building.
Wrong. He’s about to arrive by limo through the statuesque gates of the Chateau Frontenac: the landmark Fairmont hotel where he’s about to stay and where hordes of fans and paparazzi have gathered this sunny afternoon to catch a glimpse of the man who is arguably the world’s most famous musician.
SOUTH BEACH, Fla. – Lee Schrager, the energetic fellow who founded the annual South Beach Wine and Food festival seven years ago, is one smart cookie.
A couple of years ago, I moved to Stratford, Ont., a lovely city of 30,000 about an hour-and-a-half’s drive south-west of Toronto nestled in the snow belt on the scenic river Avon amid farm country. It’s home to a famous theatre festival, pig farming, car part factories and a well-known chefs school. A real town with enough eccentricity to welcome a vintage-clad urban type like moi who’s wont to call it the land of Shakespeare, swine and swans.