Happiness Is…

May 18th, 2012

The first farmer’s market of the season! Last summer we happily became regulars of this weekly Hudson event, and I’ve been longing for this day ever since it closed up last fall. Yesterday I picked up a Boston lettuce bigger than Panda’s head and a bunch of asparagus which I used to adorn the most delicious prosciutto melts for two days straight.  It’s a small market, but you can get a great selection of vegetables once the season really starts up – there are also meats, baked goods and other delights such as maple syrup products, jams, cheeses and home-cooked dishes. In the parking lot at the corner of Main and Selkirk, every Thursday afternoon from 3-7 pm. Have a lovely weekend everyone!

Happiness Is... the first farmer's market of the season

 

A Saturday in Hudson

May 16th, 2012

A Saturday in Hudson

The title of this post is a bit of a misnomer because I generally spend most of my Saturdays in Hudson. But last weekend was Mother’s Day, and with so many lovely visitors coming over, we wanted to milk our new hometown for all its worth. And it sure delivered.

The first strategy was to switch Mother’s Day from Sunday to Saturday. This was because it was the only day my sister and her girlfriend were available to join us, and we wanted to surprise our mum. So on Saturday morning, Christian and I picked her up at the Vaudreuil train station with flowers and (of course) Panda – then Sonja and Ali joined us at our house shortly afterwards, much to our mum’s delight. After hugs and Panda cuddles, we moved on to the next important order of the day: lunch. Our favourite Hudson spot for meals is Carambola – oh, such yumminess. Hello salmon risotto, pulled chicken poutine, crispy shrimp sandwiches! I can’t believe I don’t have pictures of lunch, so let’s just say that we were enjoying ourselves so much we forgot to do anything else but eat. Hungry? Go, go to Carambola.

Next on the agenda: Finnegan’s. Parameters: 1) self-respecting person 2) anywhere near the Hudson area 3) on a Saturday in the summertime. You would not miss a visit to Finnegan’s Flea Market. My flea-market-garage-sale-craft-fair-obsessed dear sister Sonja had never been – oh joy! We browsed the tables, Panda made a million more friends and we sampled some delicious gourmet popsicles. Christian and I hadn’t brought anything home the last few times we’d been, but this time around we got lucky and hauled home a little brass plant stand, a wood-framed bird lithograph, an inlaid wood box and a little mirrored tray. Mega scores. We picked up some apple strudel and a gluten-free brownie from one of the stands and went back to our place to enjoy it with some tea.

A Saturday in Hudson

Was our day over yet? No way! It was sunny, warm and breezy – after snacks, it was time to head to the beach. As I’ve mentioned in previous posts, Hudson has a beautiful sandy beach and you get to enjoy a gorgeous, short walk along a stream through the woods to get there. Total bliss.

A Saturday in Hudson

It was an amazing Mother’s Day in Hudson. I have so much love, admiration and respect for my beautiful mum – she deserves this every day, so hopefully we can do this again really, really soon. We love you Mum. xoxox

A Saturday in Hudson

Happiness Is…

May 13th, 2012

Having such a lovely, busy weekend that I haven’t had time to post until now! It was a gorgeous, sunny, mother-filled Mother’s Day weekend around here – full recap later this week. This was the view from our bedroom on Saturday morning. Hope you all had a wonderful weekend.

Happiness Is... a lovely weekend

From his books to his poignant, bittersweet and sometimes hilarious interviews later in life, Maurice Sendak’s work and influence play an ongoing role for many of us. Where the Wild Things Are is definitely one of his most famous works, but I also pored over his Little Bear series, In the Night Kitchen and one of my favourite sets, The Nutshell Library. Every Christmas I re-read his gorgeous version of The Nutcracker and as a child, I used to listen to Higglety Pigglety Pop! Or There Must be More to Life, on vinyl, narrated wonderfully by Tammy Grimes and soundtracked by Mozart, pretty much all the time. To some it may seem like one odd tale, but as with most beloved children’s stories, the oddness and darkness are what make it vividly memorable.

A few years ago, when Christian came home from a location scout to say that he would be working on a short film called Higglety Pigglety Pop!, I just about jumped into the sky. I was so excited he didn’t really know what to do with me. So, when the production got underway, he brought me to the set. It was thrilling and really wonderful to see him in his element, and watch such talented artists doing what they do best. The sets were fabulous, the lighting was (of course) perfect and Jennie, well – she was exactly as she should be. The NFB did a lovely job of documenting some behind-the-scenes footage, which you can check out here.

Thank-you Maurice Sendak, and farewell, wild thing.

Happiness Is…

May 6th, 2012

Finally getting to meet a precious new friend for the first time – he was very busy sleeping which must mean that he was excited to meet me too ;) Would you look at this adorableness? I am in awe of my dear friends Marie-Eve and Mike, who manage to make it look easy, even though it’s the toughest job a person can ask for. You are a lucky boy, sweet Theo. Happy, sunny Sunday, folks!

Happiness Is... Theo

Some people like to get pampered on their birthdays – not my husband. When I asked him what he wanted to do today, he said: tackle a house project. Ummm – you sure? Yah.

So, we did. Here’s a little sneak peek of what’s to come… To my dear beloved Christian, happy, happy birthday – I love you so.

Happy birthday and sneak peek...

Happiness Is…

April 27th, 2012

Celebrating the demise of last year’s taxes. Fennel soup and smoked mackerel with celery root and bacon, at Lawrence. Yum. Have a great weekend everybody!

Happiness Is... post-tax snacks

Happiness Is…

April 21st, 2012

Pancakes and a walk in the woods on a rainy spring Saturday. Have a wonderful rest of the weekend!

Happiness Is... pancakes and a walk in the woods

Our old place

April 18th, 2012

We’ve been enjoying our new place here in Hudson a lot, and dreaming about all the ways we’d like to transform it. We’re pretty slow at the improvement process: we spend ages deciding what to do, seeing how we use the space differently during each season, sourcing materials and hoarding liquidation treasures – and then we throw ourselves into massive disruption and detail-oriented reno insanity for months. It’s how we roll.

We’re about to embark on a few less intensive projects around here – while we’re going to need to save for a while before tackling the bathroom or the kitchen, my office and the dining room are relatively straightforward (no plumbing, drywall or re-wiring!) and begging for makeovers. So I thought I’d start with a send-off of our old place today – we’ve been lucky enough to be featured before in a few of our favourite places, but I’ve received some requests for sourcing and additional details so I’m happy to share. Having to leave a place under duress can make you want to forget all about it but we are still so proud of all our hard work, and we really, really loved that apartment. So here goes.

Our first project

When we first moved into our beat up, worse-for-wear, home-handyman-special apartment, money was tight (hello, new mortgage) – and like I said, we’re slowpokes. We didn’t even paint. For years. I don’t recommend this. In the meantime, we entertained ourselves with fun projects such as this one: colour coordinated floating bookshelves.

Our first project - floating bookshelves

The kitchen

It took two years before we were ready to tackle our first major reno – the kitchen/dining room. I can’t really describe how dark, dysfunctional and frustrating that space was, but I’ll give it a go. Handyman pine “cabinets” with no divisions, backs or any other kind of delineations, huge amounts of wasted space and weird patch jobs; faux bois melamine countertops that were warped and slowly rotting; a thickly-grouted, pink-tiled island that wobbled every time you used it; a stove with a hood vent that led absolutely nowhere; a fridge in the middle of the room (no really – there was no space allocated for the fridge. So it was blocking a set of cabinets by sitting in the MIDDLE OF THE ROOM). For some reason the floor in the kitchen was different from the rest of the apartment – wide, knotty pine full of cracks and holes a toddler could get lost in. The dining room was a narrow, useless space (behind double doors, I don’t know why) and the previous tenant had left a 250-pound granite-and-aluminum “artwork” behind for us to dispose of. The dining room, also, had a third kind of wood floor.

The kitchen/dining room, before

When we first moved in, we made a few minor adjustments to improve the space: Christian cut out the cabinets that the fridge was blocking (we couldn’t use them anyways) so that we could slide a new fridge up against the wall. It meant that the fridge was right up against the stove but it did allow a lot more space to move around. Did I mention that the fridge couldn’t come up our apartment stairs? After three attempts from the delivery company, Christian took charge and brought it in through the balcony. He’s unstoppable.

Kitchen before

Our dream for the space was to tear down the wall between the kitchen and the dining room, replace the kitchen and dining room floors to match the rest of the apartment, widen the window in the dining room (this was the only thing we didn’t do, due to budget), bring up gas for a new stove, and basically re-wire, re-light, re-plumb EVERYTHING else in the space. We spent weeks designing the cabinetry look and layout ourselves and then hired a cabinetmaker to build them. Replacing the floors turned out to be a very tricky (but ultimately successful) task as, sadly, almost nobody produces the classic Montreal apartment width of flooring anymore. As we tore down the walls, we discovered a panoply of sins that kept us occupied for weeks longer than expected (always expect this.) We ripped out (very) illegal wiring, moved and re-wired the entire breaker box, re-routed a drain we found in the wall that led nowhere (i.e. was allowing rain to drip straight through the house), ripped out a mess of illegal plumbing, insulated an exterior wall, and basically just made the apartment a much safer, drier and cozier place to be.

We spent three months on this project – we basically took half of our apartment, shoved it unceremoniously into the other half of our apartment, sprinkled it all liberally with dust and dirt, covered every spare inch of floor with tools, piles of flooring, plumbing and drywall, had strangers clomping around every day, and lived like crazy people. The only water source came from our tiny bathroom sink and the bathtub – for the first seven weeks we did dishes in the bathtub. We ate whatever we could make on the bbq or in the toaster. (The fridge was, rather conveniently, right next to the couch and made for very pleasant television watching.) It was total madness, and definitely not for the faint at heart. But – to wake up every morning and walk into this? Sunlight. Open space. Functional cabinetry. A DINING ROOM. Worth. Every. Moment.

Kitchen/dining room, after

The bathroom

This room already has a lot of details explained here so I’ll just post a few before and after shots. We hadn’t planned on renovating the bathroom for another few years but a pretty serious hidden defect reared its ugly head and we had to take action sooner. It was a very nightmarish situation and I ended up not being able to live at home while we worked on getting things done. Luckily we had been thinking about it for ages so we knew what we wanted.

Bathroom - before

Once again, a multitude of sins. Illegal plumbing and wiring, zero ventilation, poor lighting – we redid it all, and knocked down a wall that allowed us to put a shower in the skylight well ( previously just a window above the sink). When we ripped out the walls and the floor, we discovered the brick and decided to keep it exposed – I love the added texture. We also added a toilet (previously in the little closet next door). The tub, too big for our staircase, came in through the balcony. Big, bright, clean, inviting… sigh. I miss this room.

Bathroom - after

A lot less impressive, but a few more rooms that we fixed up along the way (before-we-moved-in photos followed by afters):

The living room

The living room was dark and beat up. We ripped out the plate rail (it wasn’t original, just a poorly installed plank of wood from the hardware store), re-painted, and gutted our credenza so we could place it over an old hot-water radiator and improve the layout of the room significantly. Christian also upped the ante by setting up my old disco ball with a light source in the built-in. You can see our floating bookshelves on the left. The walls are a little bare because we were getting ready to sell our place at this point and didn’t want to mess up the fresh walls too much.

Living room

The bedroom

We were so lucky to have had such a great bedroom. The brick wall, the beautiful ceiling, the double-room bonus closet space, the bay window – we didn’t need to do much. We added some beautiful silk curtains my sweet and talented mother-in-law made for us, and while we were living here we finally upgraded our futon base to this monster of a bed for a screaming deal.

Bedroom

The spare bedroom

This room was another wacky one – Christian called it the monkey room because of the – well, the “smears” on the wall. Again, the “artwork” (branch) was left behind for us to dispose of (I’m a big fan of bringing the outdoors inside, but this just wasn’t one of those times). Re-painting the walls was a task and a half but it felt so much better afterwards. A few curtains, a new light fixture, a bed and a few other doodads, and voilà – no more monkeys.

Spare bedroom

So, there you have it – the gist of our old apartment. We loved it and we really enjoyed fixing it up, and now, I feel like I can move on to posting about our new place with a clear mind :) I wish we had a few more photos of other rooms but by the time we were getting ready to leave, our minds were very much elsewhere. We are so grateful to our friends who came and helped us with painting, storing and moving – we couldn’t have done it without them.

I documented our kitchen and bathroom renos extensively, so if anybody would like a specific post about either of those rooms, feel free to let me know. Lots of stories, advice and photos. In the meantime, I put together a little list of sources below.

Kitchen: Statuario marble counters, marble tile backsplash, Franke sink, Perrin & Rowe faucet/hardware, all from Ciot. Custom cabinetry. Cabinet pulls, marked down at Restoration Hardware. Cabinet latches, marked down at Hardware Hut. Stove and hood vent, marked down at JC Perreault. Island, IKEA. Kitchen chandelier, liquidation at Home Depot. Kitchen stools: metal frames bought at the EQ3 liquidation centre, then reupholstered. Dining room light fixture, vintage. Dining room table, 40$ at the Eco Centre. Dining chairs, on liquidation at Phillip Van Leeuwen, then reupholstered by Atlas Rembourrage. Kitchen and dining room floors, Parquet Deluxe Lasalle Inc.

Bathroom: Cheviot Iris cast iron bathtub, Perrin & Rowe faucet/hardware (bath, shower and sink), Porcher vessel sink, Porcher Archive toilet, marble mosaic tile and subway tile, all from Ciot. Vintage chandelier. Vintage vanity. Hooks, towel rack, pharmacy, vanity sconces, marked down at Restoration Hardware. Reclaimed wood shelving.

Miscellaneous: Living room credenza, second-hand from Retro Vie (in NDG). Living room tub chair, 25$ from Salvation Army then reupholstered by Atlas Rembourrage. Living room slipper chair, 10$ from garage sale then reupholstered by Atlas Rembourrage. Couch and ottoman, on sale at Mobilia. Bedroom closet chandelier, Home Depot. Bedroom closet, on liquidation in the as-is department at IKEA. Bed, on liquidation at JC Perreault.

Twenty-five degrees…

April 16th, 2012

It’s another wacky weather day. The temperature is climbing and the air is thick with humidity. Panda couldn’t take it anymore.

Twenty-five degrees...

So off we went – for a very different beach walk than the previous time. Calm waters, bare arms, warm winds swirling summer promises through our hair. Spring.

Twenty-five degrees...