Perogie Party!! {a GUEST POST from @deanguest}

Today I am honoured to present my first guest blogger on the site.  Dean and I have been corresponding on Twitter (follow him @deanguest) for some time now, and he decided to follow my Gramma's recipe to make a perogie feast! Having made 65 of these bad boys myself, I can only imagine what it was like to pump out 150! I'm surprised he lived through it to tell the tale! AMAZING!  I asked him if he could document the preparation and write up a blog post to go along with it, and so without further ado, I present to you: Perogie Party! - courtesy of Dean Guest.  Enjoy! (Leave a comment and let him know what you think! or add him to Twitter and let him know yourself)

the man himself: @deanguest

After reading the great story on Baked in Vancouver about Perogies, I decided that it was time for me to roll up my sleeves and attempt to make perogies myself.  So one weekend, I decided to clear my schedule and planned for 6 hours to make a feast of perogies for a group of my friends.
I bought all the beer, polish sausage, sauerkraut, rolling pin, cookie cutter and the rest of the ingredients, the night before and read the recipe over a dozen times.  I started to feel a real anxiety starting to kick in, but thankfully I popped a couple of beers to ease my nerves.

The next morning, I sat in the kitchen at noon and laid everything out on the counter to make sure I was ready.
I decided to make two different types of fillings to attempt to accommodate all meat loving and vegetarian friends.  

The fillings I decided to make are listed below:

1) Cheese/Potato/Sauerkraut
2) Veal/Pork/Jalapeno/Garlic/Potato/Sauerkraut/Cheese

I made Filling Option #2 quite spicy and it kind of reminded me of a Mexican style filling
For the pastry, I followed the instructions in Grannies recipe to the letter, except I used 15 cups of flour and multiplied all other ingredients by a factor of 5.

 First I peeled the potatoes to boil and then started the process to cook the meat.

I chopped jalapenos.
I chopped the garlic.

I let the dough "rest" for about 1 hour, while I completed the fillings.
Then I rolled out the dough.  Now this was tough to get a decent thickness and to prevent the dough from sticking to the granite I used a lot of flour underneath and rolled the dough back and sprinkled flour.

Then I cut the dough using the cookie cutter and added the filling and pinched off each little perogie with love and affection. Christ this took about 2 hours to make about 150 perogies.

After all the perogies were made, 5 hours later, I started to boil 3 pots of water.

I also prepare onions to fry and caramelize on the stove for toppings on the perogies.  I also sliced mushrooms and diced the polish sausage and fried both of them together as well.
I could feel my arteries hardening...
My friends started to arrive at 5:30 and i offered them all beers and sat them round the counter, while I was boiling the perogies.
As each batch of perogies were cooked, I put them in a tupperware container with a small amount of margarine to coat them, and then placed them in another covered bowl in the warming oven.
Finally, I served all the perogies with the sides and fed 10 friends a feast of perogies.
Here is a sample of one of the plates...

OMG this was the most intensive cooking experience I have ever attempted.

** I want to thank Dean for taking the time to prepare the perogies, and this post, and for including such yummy looking photographs (the jalapeno picture is my fav!).  I hope you're friends enjoyed eating them, as much as you enjoyed the beer it took to prepare them ;) **

Rolling Pin, Rolling Pin

rolling pin, rolling pin,
what have you rolled?
who used to own you,
before you were sold?

rolling pin, rolling pin,
you were on the shelf,
you cost me ten dollars,
did well for myself.

rolling pin, rolling pin,
you are made of marble.
you're in good condition,
the dough will not garble.

rolling pin, rolling pin,
you're in new hands now,
and you'll make perogies,
I will show you how.

rolling pin, rolling pin,
welcome to the kitchen
we'll make lots of goodies,
and it will be bitchin.

Brownie-mania!

I had to share this recipe that I used the other day.  There's a reason why 14,000+ people have liked this on Facebook - it's because THEY ARE AWESOME.  Here's the link.  Make them.  The only thing you want to change, is make sure you only use 1 cup of flour, instead of 1.5 cups.  Go now, these brownies don't make themselves! And when you're done, the corner pieces are the best pieces!!

Why Music owns my Life

When I was in grade 2, my parents bought me my very first portable CD player.  It only took 8 AA batteries, that lasted a whopping 4 hours, and weighed about a pound.  I was over the moon excited - and SO happy that my mom had included my very first CD.  It was called "That Lovin' Feeling '93" and I tore open that package as quickly as possible and pressed play. MIND=BLOWN.
At that age, I didn't have a favourite song, band or even know a radio station.  All I had was my mom's tapes that she used to teach aquafit class, which introduced me to Madonna, Mariah and MJ.  My dad was a big Beatles, The Who and Beach Boy kinda guy, who would sometimes put on records and cassettes and rock out with his air guitar.  One time he made us sit in the back of his car and listen to the entire Bohemian Rhapsody song until the very end. Any way the wind blowsssss......
ANYWAYS - back to my CD player.  So I listened to song one, and then song two came on.  Ohhhh song 2.  To this day, song 2 is one of my  go-to classics.  I get made fun of left and right for it but I don't care.  REO Speedwagon's 'Can't Stop Lovin' You' was, is and may always be - the best song ever.  Possibly my wedding song, if I can somehow convince (or pay) bf enough to let me use it.

the pigtailed one is me, ripping it up with my Oma to some Ring Around the Rosey

That being said, after that first entire play through of that very first CD, I have been head over heels in love with music.  Gotta have it.  When I was litte, I used to make mixed tapes - trying to press record at the right time when it came on the radio and usually missing the very beginning.  Now, I have a massive itunes library with so many songs that I have been listening to for years, along with some new stuff that is either local, trendy or playing on the radio.  British bands make up some of my favourite to sing along with, and in my car I should have probably had 60,000 accidents from rocking out at inappropriate times.  Luckily, I have had none, so let the music play on.  Musicals! AH! You mean I can watch a show that has basically nothing BUT music?! Where do I sign? And soundtracks! Can't get enough of them!  Sometimes I like a crappy movie just because I love the soundtrack - Forrest Gump, Scott Pilgrim, Little Mermaid - seriously.  I could go on for days here.  Concerts basically take up 76% of my bucket list, with some must see's such as Kanye and Celine Dion (told you there was no rhyme or reason)

this is what a car rock out looks like.

I will keep listening to my favourite songs on repeat for hours. I will keep rocking out in my car like a school bus of kids isn't watching and when I have my own kids? THEY will rock out from the minute they leave the womb.  Dance party at the hospital, that's so my style.  I can't wait :)

Dear Guy Upstairs: you have GOT to be kidding me

All I can do at this point, is laugh...

No joke, I have the worst upstairs neighbour on the planet.  I have blogged in the past about his shriek-filled love fests and his crazy loud and obnoxious dog, who has now disappeared off the face of the earth.  I thought for sure after the dog vanished, all we would have to deal with was the screaming girlfriend.  She only came over a few times a week, from what we could tell, so this was manageable.
A few days ago though, a car alarm went off.  For a while.  A long while. Then from up above, we heard the sound of someone running.
(You know where this is headed already, don't you?)
This running was followed by more running, and then silence.
*drops a pin*
Yep, you guessed it.  Guy upstairs has the loudest car alarm ever, and since that night it has gone off 3 separate times.  It's like he said "Hey - does anyone wanna trade a dog for the most annoying car alarm on the planet that I won't realize is going off for at least 3 minutes minimum?" - AND SOMEONE ACTUALLY WENT FOR IT.
Unreal. Can you even leave notes on the door about this? I guarantee he'll get them, and I will take pictures of them and laugh.  Because laughing is the only way to keep from crying.

I can't stop eating Subway

Being on a team of girls who are trying to get skinny, helps to keep the idea of being skinny in the front of my mind.  I obviously have the power to press pause on these thoughts, when faced with such obstacles as 11pm giant cookies and out-of-town friends who like Hamburger Helper.  I give right in to that stuff and I think to myself, with every chew, 'Gee - I wonder if I'm the only one who is eating this crap?'  Bf and I don't cook a lot at home normally, I don't put the time in to prepare a lunch, and so from day to day, hour to hour, second to second, I think about what to eat.
Enter Subway.
At Subway I know I can control myself, because sandwiches are my favourite food next to basically anything bad/unhealthy for you.  I seriously miss the $5 footlong, but the 6" and soup combo might actually be aiding in my ability to control my portion size.  To be 100% honest, I bbm'd bf today and told him I hated Subway for ending the $5 footlong, but hey - nobody's perfect.  Not even Subway (although they're pretty darn close).
Since I know that Subway can be "healthy" for you, it's my go-to-food.  Bf has been on the Jared diet since New Years Day and I swear the guys lost like, 25lbs.  It actually works - and like most things in my life, it's safe to say I'm addicted to it.  Gotta have it. Twice a day, sometimes. Ok fine...most of the time.
I'm travelling for work for the month of March, and I vow to take that time to get back into the workouts and proper food stuff that will have me arriving back in Van, ready to shop the latest BCBG line.  Best.
Until the trip begins though, Subway it is. Subway for life. Subway in sleep.  Subway. Subway. Subway.
And all I can say to them is good thing you guys stopped giving out those stamps.  Wise move...

Project Real Housewives

Anyone who knows me, knows I love watching the Real Housewives.  I can't help it.  I need to know what's happening with every city, and I love the fashion and the drama and the hilarious gossiping in the interviews.  And throw in occasional encounters with actual celebrities? My mind is blown.  I can't handle the celebrity gossip overload.  Ever since they realized what Twitter was, I have made it my personal mission to get a tweet back from every single one of them.  You have probably seen me attempt it from time to time, and I won't stop until I complete my task.  I'm no quitter.
Tonight I got tweet #6, this time coming from Camille Grammar herself.  Unreal. UNREAL.  I wish I would have saved all of them, but I didn't know how when it first started happening.  I received a message from Alex McCord from RHW of New York, explaining that she did not wear the same earring in every episode, but had many of the same pairs.  Fancy.  And then there was Gretchen Rossi who assured me she did not only RT tweets about how skinny and pretty she was.  Whoa, the fan backlash on that one made for a fun night (they love their Gretchen).  The last one I didn't save was from Kyle Richards, who said Thank you when I told her I don't know how she didn't knock Alison out at that dinner party.  The rest I managed to save, and I will keep on going until I reach them all.  Better get back to work. Dream big, kids, dream big.
**UPDATED** I asked Tamra who was the mouthiest Miami housewife - and she wrote back!!

Jillzarin Jill Zarin 

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@loveyourcake after this vacation I got fatter and fatter! Too many mudlsides. I can't resist them. And choc frozen yogurt.

AdrienneMaloof Adrienne Maloof 

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@loveyourcake You got it in a nutshell. XOXOX

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TheRealCamilleG Camille Grammer 

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@loveyourcake Thanks

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TamraBarney Tamra Barney 

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@loveyourcake hmmm I wonder who? might not be me this year?

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The "I had no Phone and went a Little Crazy" Revelation

I know it was a short period - a very short period - but I admit having no phone was a serious eye opener for me.
I started to think to myself, what do people with no phone do? Do they have friends? Do they use other forms of communication like Facebook and Twitter instead?  Since my phone was my lifeline to all areas, I couldn't help but think about the extreme joy that technology brings to my life on a daily basis.
This led me to realize that because of Facebook and Twitter, I was able to - in no time at all - reconnect with all the people that I had previously communicated with before I lost my phone.  It only took me, like, 10 minutes.  It was amazing!! THIS then got me thinking about how different life would be without having the luxury of using these sites to regain contact with my friends and family.  I seriously couldn't have called my own bf if I wanted too - I never memorized his number (among MANY others).
The question I asked myself earlier today, was 'what would you do if you woke up tomorrow and Twitter and Facebook were gone?'  'How would you feel?' Terrified, was all I could come up with.
For Facebook, it's not as bad because I have mostly family and friends on there, people that I could find if I wanted too, either because they're on my phone or because they are my mom and dad and I know where they live.  Of course I'd be sad that I couldn't creep photos of people that I knew in high school (don't even tell me you don't do this) and yes I would probably lose my mind over the fact that my 800+ photos were gone forever.  Overall, I think I could survive the downfall.
But Twitter?
Yikes...
So much communication with so many people from all over the world that I enjoy more then watching reality tv (so you know that means a hell of a lot).  I take it for granted, and haven't made enough real life connections to say that losing that website over night would not have an impact on me.  There's no other way I can talk to celebrities, find so many wonderful blogs, meet the people behind them, stay up to the minute (because that's how often I check it) on current events around the world, and then talk to the people that live there, about those issues.  It's an amazing thing, and something that I have not had my fill of yet.  Too many more amazing people to meet and converse with.
In reality, phones come and go, in my case, more 'go' then 'come'.  The lessons learned are:
#1 - back up your contact lists, don't be a lazy schmuck like me
#2 - save your Facebook photos
#3 - if you really like talking to someone, tell them and figure out how to connect on other levels
#4 - (this one is mostly for me) don't bring your phone out with you when you go downtown
#5 - I love technology - keep it comin' smart people
I am no longer phoneless, but now feel as though I have a greater appreciation for my new little device and all the pleasure it brings.  Steal the phone if you must, but don't you dare touch my social media.  That is all.

RIP Crackberry

Today was different.  Today felt different, strange and uneasy.  Yes, the night out last night probably lent a hand to that overall feeling, but there was something else. Something missing. Today there was no Crackberry.

This photo was taken yesterday during the day, and it was when bf said to me "Pose with your bff!"

That same day, the phone - along with 2 other phones - never made it home from downtown.  I don't know the specifics, but that part isn't important anyways.  What's important is that I am phoneless.  Obviously I will remedy that as soon as I get to work tomorrow, but for this day, this seemingly never ending day I have no phone.

Facebook and Twitter were my only means of communication, and I noticed that there was a huge void.  I think I even reached for a business card because it was shaped like a rectangle...it was  just out of habit.  But the business card had no bbm's.  It had no little blue t's or red dotted F's.  My pretty purple bestie was gone - almost a year to the date that my Bold went missing during the Olympics. Having no phone left me feeling lonely today.  I like being constantly connected to everything at every moment, and that red blinky light of the Blackberry gave me that connection I craved.  The blinky will be back, on a new phone, but the PIN's and numbers of so many people will not be there.  It's this feeling of loneliness that made this day a write off for me, and I just want to close my eyes and somehow wake up with the phone on my bedside table, blinking "good morning candice"....

Help Me Win Ultimate Blogger and I'll bake you a cake.

This would be a dream come true for so many reasons. One, I love blogging. Two, I bought the Hyundai that most resembled a BMW because I can't afford one of those, so this would be really sweet. And Three, I just really want to blog my days away and get paid for it. If you think I have the potential for that, please help me out and vote your life away at:

Help Me Win Ultimate Blogger - click here, vote for me, and then go on with your life :)

I promise I'll take you out for dinner, and on your birthday - there will be cake. Oh yes, there will be cake.

xoxox

Remember Guy Upstairs? Well....

Remember when I used to write blogs about the guy upstairs and his loud dog and obnoxious late night antics?

Well,  if you missed the last post, I had decided to go leave him a note to take care of his dog.  There was already a note on the door.  When he came home that night, I'm sure there was more then a few happy neighbours who had a peaceful nights sleep....
Here's the thing....
Ever since that night, we have not heard the dog ONCE. Like, not even toes tapping on the ground, dropping a bone on the hard wood, or jumping off a couch.  Seriously - the dog is gone.
I'm not complaining, persay, but I do have to voice my concern over the location of the puppy.  I asked my boyfriend the other day "Maybe I should ask him where the dog went?" to which he replied "You hated the dog, and now you want to know where it is?"
But really -- where's the dog?  I'm open to speculation on this one as my mind has been racing with different scenarios, none that I wish to explain here because none of mine end well...yikes...

Oh - the late night antics are still in full force - Valentines Day was one for the books.
I wish that could go missing over the barking and scratching dog.

i never actually saw the dog, but i imagine him to look like this, in case you see one
wandering around whalley

What makes you "successful" on Twitter?

What does it mean to be "successful" on Twitter?
Does it mean you have over 10,000 followers?
Does it mean you no longer tweet what you think, but only RT replies that include your twitter name?
Does it require your number of following to be significantly lower then your number of followers?
Does it mean clogging all of your followers timelines with contests?
Do you only communicate with other successful Twitter people, in an effort to become even more "successful"?
Does it mean I have to "like" you on Facebook too/like your fan page?

I have a different take on it.  I think being successful on Twitter means that you have managed to communicate words in 140 characters or less, that cause people to want to hear what you have to say.  Maybe you're funny, maybe you're sarcastic, maybe you talk about food.  Maybe you do ALL THREE!
It doesn't matter how many followers you have, because nowadays 90% of them are spam accounts anyways.  If I look at a profile that says 8,760 followers and following 37 (and not a celebrity) I think you're either hiding a dark secret, trying to seem cool, or just very judgemental. Obviously, to each his own when it comes to what you want to pay attention too, but I can guarantee that most people won't follow you if you only have RT's of 37 different people in your timeline.  When I see someone RT a reply with their name in it, I shake my head at them for missing the point of the whole thing.  Add something to it! Anything! even a ":)" would do!
I'm pretty sure the point is to BUILD COMMUNICATION with people, not make people feel less then you when you can't take 140 characters worth of your time for someone who is genuinely interested in what you have to say and is just trying to converse with you.  Phew.  Deep breaths.
That may have sounded like a rant, but I'm not mad at these "successful' Twitterers.  I think people can use the site for whatever tickles their fancy.  I just wish that everything that got started didn't have to turn into a huge money-grubbing, self promoting mess of words.  The lists do help to let you narrow down who you pay attention too, but it slowly seems like Twitter is going to turn into one big commercial tweet. AT YOUR SERVICE.  I'm not ready for that to happen yet, so I will keep replying my life away until the next thing comes along that helps me pass every waking moment that I'm not:
a) holding something (other then my phone)
b) at work
c) not awake

And if you're new, say hi.  It will take you places -  Just don't become a jerk when you get there.

FUN-Gems: Homemade, Stylish and One-of-a-kind.

When I was in high school, there was a girl in front of me in math class who asked me if I'd like to go "beer-bogganing" after school on Friday - That was that, gone was my innocence and friday nights of watching TGIF (don't laugh, you watched it too).  We talked all the time, went to prom together once and passed as many notes (that filled every square of a sheet of graph paper) during, after and in between classes.  

Tasha Fung and I have been friends ever since then, and I still have all those notes that I will one day pass on to my teenage daughter so she knows I wasn't born a mother.  Most recently, when I left for Vancouver, Tasha gave me a necklace as my going away gift that she had made herself -- It was super cute!! She was definitely onto something, and handed me her adorable little business card.   Her last name had been turned into a business! FUN-Gems was born and I was happy to be wearing it!  I thought I would put up some of her work, for anyone interested in some handmade, original jewellery.  She can customize pieces and also works with Swarovski - and if you don't live near T-Dot but still want to order - just ask! She won't bite! 

Here's some of her work, creatively entitled "FUN-Gems"

This is my ABSOLUTE FAVORITE piece!! It's the cutest and oh so creative!!

If you'd like to send her an email or have any questions, I'm sure she'd love that! Who doesn't love a good email every now and then - or leave her a comment here and let her know what you think!  We will get her on Etsy VERY SOON, right Tash?  Thanks for letting me share your beauties on my site - and I look forward to drinking Havana Rum with you on NYE 2011, while wearing the necklace you made me!!  Miss you, Stan - xoxo :)

tasha.fung@gmail.com
(647) 654-4142

Look at me! I have a job again *waves*

I have been having a mental dilemma since I arrived in Vancouver.
I have mental dilemmas on a daily basis, but this one has been on my mind a lot lately, so better to get it out.

back to BC...back to work?...back to real life?...back to bed?!?! Ahhhhhh!

For 10 months, I enjoyed every second of my time on EI.  I did what any typical EI person does, which I assume is to wear through a pair of flannel pajamas in a record amount of time (9 mos *im ashamed*)
So anyways, I came back to BC prepared for the end of fun as I knew it.  Gone were the days of my sleeping till the next day.  No more would a hat constitute a hair-do.  I had to go back to work, because that's what real people do - they make money and then they do stuff with it.  Like have kids, buy a house, and get groceries instead of $5 footlongs.  We're talkin' serious adult stuff.
I have been back at work for a week and have been questioning my role within the company.  I have been given the opportunity to take back the job I gave up in April, and basically start back up without skipping a beat.  I was prepared to go a different route, and mentally - my brain is trying to process what this means, in terms of actually having a real career.
If my job before was considered my career, then it would make sense that I go back to it the same way you'd get on a bike after you fell off (unless you're me, in which case you'd throw the bike in the dumpster and buy a car).  I had almost, very easily, given up on my 'career' - because I didn't know that I viewed it as such.  Imagine if I would have taken an alternative position and regretted the decision?  I know that jobs come and go - but I'm the type that like to hold onto them.  10 years into my career with the same company, I feel like I want to continue to see where things go.  After 11 months of not working, being back out in public with actual people instead of tv show characters, has recaptured my confidence.  I know that I was not meant to be sitting in an office, tucked away from crazy customers who lose their minds over PST - I love those ones the most because I don't make the rules, I just follow them - AND OH, how I missed saying that!

I guess if there comes a day that I feel like my job is not the right one for me - then I will do what everyone else in that scenario would do - collect EI again...
haha I joke, I joke...
No, if it came down to it - I would get on my computer, go to Google, type in "Vancouver Jobs" and find myself an actual job.  Until that day comes, however, I am more then pleased to get back to my career and to once again feeling like a contributing member of society.  I don't know if I can pin point the exact moment when my 'job' turned into my 'career' but I think that's the part I like best about it.  Maybe if I always look at it as a job - then I will never feel trapped - and thus in turn be happy-go-lucky forever and ever! Yay work!!!

Sparkles. Wine. Chocolate. Valentines. {pics}

Yah...I bought the boxers....

Since I couldn't get enough of the howling puppy upstairs, I bought bf a robot puppy
to fill in the quiet periods...
"I WOOF YOUUUUU"

The Chef at work

"Mom??....Dad??...."
......
shit.

My after work flowers are pink and purple because that's kinda my thing and he knows that.

Sparkling bags and sparkling wine. 

The love of my life...er--- I mean, for the sweet potatoes!

HE MADE THESE - LIKE - NOT PILSBURY.
I was so impressed and they were sooooo yummy and cheesy!  I asked for fresh bread, and he delivered.
Amazing.

The pinchy tails are ready to go in the oven...and then in muh bell-eh...

TA DA! Romance on a plate, served with a side of lovin (aka wine)

And Chocolate - sweet lorda mercy - the chocolate brownie cheesecake.
I love him.
Nice work sir, nice work.

My Trip to Bella Gelateria {w/pics}

Last night I experienced a dessert like no other.

After watching the hockey game - and at the suggestion of Lindsay (@casuticchick) we hopped on the skytrain, down to Waterfront, and made our way over to see James (@bellagelateria) at Bella Gelateria.  You know, the place where they make gelato the same way it's made in Italy using only the best local and global ingredients? Yes, that's the place.

I had heard nothing but good things about Bella Gelateria, but I had no idea what I was about to encounter inside this most clean and fancy shop.  I ordered the two flavours in a dish, and then began to choose my gelato.

MOVE ASIDE!!! 

I was so excited!! Mostly to eat, but also because I used to work at a dairy bar serving ice cream and love to watch peoples scooping techniques.  I met James, the owner and Vancouver tweeter extraordinare - who allowed me to try out a few spoonfuls of his various chocolate gelatos until I found the winner! 

Chocolate 75% - done and done.  Next choice was easy, because I had heard RAVE reviews for the Mango Sorbetto - and that's what I went with. 

Chocolate and Mango. 

AND LOTS OF IT!

We chatted with James about an upcoming tweetup on March 26 - I don't know all the details but what I did catch was "Gelato", "Twitter" and "Party" - 3 words that sparked my interest and I can't wait to find out what this is all about!  Thank you to Lindsay for showing me the road to heaven, and to James for letting me taste what Bacon Chocolate is before it becomes gelato. I WANT MORE!  

Here's some pics from our trip to Bella Gelateria:

James is scooping the mango - LOAD IT UP!!! Mmmmmmm!
This was about the time we discussed gelatogasms (courtesy of @HauteonmyHeels :)

CHOCOLATE 75% & MANGO = MY IDEA OF A GOOD TIME

Lindsay (and Kesler) got the Blood Orange while I mowed down my combo dish
*Quatchi hat for life*

This is Chocolate Bacon or Bacon Chocolate or OMG THE BEST CHOCOLATE EVER.

@causticchick and @bellagelateria and a WHOLE BOX of Bacon Chocolate
I'd have a smile on my face if I was this close to bacon chocolate too.

Bella Gelateria is located at:

1001 West Cordova Street

Vancouver, BC

Sun - Thurs: 11am - 10pm

Fri and Sat: 11am - 11pm

Go there. Eat Gelato. Meet James. Fall in love. Repeat.