Tag Archives: Fogo Island

Cheryl Blake’s Lassie Tarts

19 Aug

Chery Blake gets up at 4 am every morning to make the tarts, cakes and cookies at Flat Earth Outpost, the first and only coffee shop and roastery on Fogo Island, Newfoundland. She refused the job at first. Cheryl met […]

An Island Chef’s Guide to Wild Greens

13 Aug

If you see Fogo Island Inn chef Murray McDonald crawling around scanning the rocks near the inn, don’t worry. He has neither lost his mind nor a contact lens, he is looking for wild plants for the evening menu. The […]

A Newfoundland Lemonade Stand

12 Aug

After hiking into Joe Batt’s Arm today, I suspected this adorable lemonade stand was a mirage. I was desperate for a cool drink, so I was pretty disappointed on approaching to see that while the business was real, its CLOSED sign was up.

A Walk on the Wild Side

12 Aug

I’m staying in the Irish community of Tilting on Fogo Island. It’s a place of leaning fences, rust fishing stages and patchwork quilts on lines. The people here speak with more of a lilt and are known for their singing […]

Grocery Shopping on Fogo Island

10 Aug

Winston Osmond is an acrylics painter and organic farmer living in Shoal Bay. He took me round his veggie garden and harvested a mixed bag, scissors and trowel in hand. I left with rain-splashed kale; fat, yellow zucchini; squeaky onions; and sweet, soily carrots–some of them as leggy as squid.

Food Day Canada on Fogo Island

8 Aug

Food Day Canada falls on the August long weekend each year. It’s a coast-to-coast-to-coast celebration of our national bounty. For the last 11 years, food activist, historian and author Anita Stewart has challenged home cooks and chefs across the country to create […]

Caribou moss, icebergs and pearls

2 Aug

“I was overwhelmed by how pretty it is here, when I first arrived,” says Murray. “Each part of the island is slightly different. At Joe Batt’s Arm, where I live, it’s like the tundra, with all the green patches and herbs sticking out of the rocks. You feel like you’re on Mars, at nighttime, walking across the mossy rocks in the moonshine.”