Choir! Choir! Choir! and Florida! Florida! Florida!

Last night I went to Choir! Choir! Choir! Lights Up The Tree! at the Toronto Eaton Centre with my work friend/friend friend Rachel!


Hundreds of people showed up for the giant tree unveiling and to sing Louis Armstrong’s What A Wonderful World led by C!C!C! directors Daveed and Nobu.



I haven’t been to choir since August and I have been itching to get out and sing. It is such a stress reliever. Unlike the last big C!C!C! event we went to in the spring with Rufus Wainwright, Rachel and I arrived early and were lucky to score a spot up front close to the action.


Nobu was wearing a sweet Babar shirt so that was quite a blast from the past.

Before we got into the singing they unveiled the CF Eaton Centre’s 100 foot Christmas tree, a first for the Eaton Centre and Canada’s largest!


What a tree!

And then Daveed and Nobu taught us all a three part harmony (low, mid and high – their typical choir format) to What A Wonderful World and it was pretty wonderful. We practiced for about an hour and then sang the whole thing through a few times until we nailed it. I was in the mids section so I could mostly only hear our part and I am so excited to see the video in all its glory. I have a feeling it’s going to be beautiful, and I think we might be in it this time! I’ll post it when it comes out but in the meantime here’s a quick clip from my vantage point.

It is a wonderful world, and thanks to @choirchoirchoir for helping me remember that.

A video posted by Lindsey Evanoff (@happyorhungry) on

I have mentioned this before but I am so thankful that something like this exists in my city. The world has been feeling a bit weird lately and this reminded me that there is still a whole lot of good in it! Singing in unison with hundreds of people is the most amazing thing. I left there feeling awesome.


(not my photo)

What an amazing event. Now seems like a good time to tell you about C!C!C!’s 25 days of Charity! Charity! Charity! Last year they raised enough money to bring two refugee families to Toronto, and this year they are donating $1000 (at least) to 25 different charities reflecting the issues that are most important to choir members. Daveed and Nobu have kickstarted their campaign by donating $12,500 and are asking members (and friends of members!) to match their donation for a total of $25,000. I know that they are going to pick some great and worthwhile causes so definitely check it out. I will absolutely be donating.

After singing our hearts out, Rachel and I hit up Blaze for dinner. I’ve never been there but it is SUCH a good idea! It’s like Subway, but with pizza!


You can top your pizza with whatever you like, and they pretty much have every topping imaginable. It was the best.


I loved my pizza so much that I ate the entire thing. Oh well, just prepping the ol’ stomach for all the eating that to come in the next week ’cause Evan and I are headed to Florida! Florida! Florida! I can’t wait to eat all the things, and see Paula and Fabian, and hit up Universal, and do some beaching. Evan and I were talking about what we wanted to do this trip and we both said that we know we should be trying new things but we had such a good time last time that we just want to do all those things again. I doubt I’ll be blogging next week but I’ll definitely be spamming Instagram and Snapchat (happyorhungry on both) with our adventures. And you know I’ll be talking about it for at least a week afterwards. Gird your loins!

Have a great weekend, and Americans, have a great Thanksgiving!!!


Fantastic Beasts and the Harry Potter Party

Welp, I guess it’s winter now. I don’t know how we can go from 20 degrees (C, that’s 68F) on Friday to 0 degrees (about 30F) with snow on Sunday but here we are. Winter is back. We had a pretty chilled out weekend, we’re gearing up and saving our energy for our Florida trip on Friday!

On Friday after work Evan and I went out for our usual Vietnamese dinner date.


I switched it up from my usual pho to the bun thit nuong cha gio (rice noodles with grilled pork and spring rolls) and it was so delicious. I really love this tradition of ours. We usually go to the same restaurant because it’s super quick and SUPER inexpensive. It’s a nice way to catch up after a work week.

Saturday night we saw Fantastic Beasts and Where to Find Them.


I loved it and it was so awesome to be back in the magical Harry Potter world! I also appreciated the underlying darker theme of the movie, but not surprised because it’s JK Rowling and this is pretty standard. It will be interesting to see how the next four movies play out. I did want to yell at Newt though for being so easy breezy loosey goosey with his suitcase filled with fantastic beasts.



Dude that thing is full of unknown and possibly dangerous magical creatures, if you don’t want them to escape keep that thing on lock down! Anyway, I’m excited there’s more to come.

Keeping the Harry Potter theme, on Sunday my work friend Frances hosted a Harry Potter party for our coworkers who are HP fans. I love Harry Potter and we’ve been planning this thing for months so I was pretty excited. I was even more excited when I got to Frances and her fiance Patrick’s house and saw their front door.


Doing it right! Frances was the perfect person to host this. She might be a bigger Harry Potter fan than I am (we have discussions about this sometimes) and I knew she would go all out!


Loved the hanging letters. She even had a picture of Moaning Myrtle stuck on her toilet.

Everyone showed up with their wands and in their Harry Potter attire. I am really lacking in Harry Potter clothing – this is something I definitely have room for improvement on. Rachel showed up with her Society for the Protection of Elfish Welfare (SPEW) gear.


Which I don’t even think they touch upon in the movies. Ah, I need to reread the books!

You know you can’t have a party without snacks and I loved the themed snacks we had going on. Cauldron cakes (brownies), homemade pumpkin pasties (SO GOOD), Ollivander’s wands (Twizzlers and those little dessert coffee sticks that I can’t remember the name of right now), little chocolate snitches…


Pumpkin juice!


Which was amazing. I need to get the recipe for this. It was such a perfect fall drink.

Also baby dragon wings and Professor Sprout’s garden veggies.


Very creative. I bought cheese and crackers, which did not adhere to the theme BUT I think is always welcome.

I did bring Harry Potter Scene It though!


I actually bought it from Frances last year at a holiday fundraiser we had at work. Neither of us had ever played it though, which we were quick to tell everyone so they wouldn’t think we were cheating. It was super fun but it only included trivia from the first three movies so I’m thinking there must be an updated version. We played for a good couple of hours and were killing ourselves laughing most of the time. Somehow I was in the lead for a lot of the game (lucky rolls), but then Frances overtook me. She made it to the end and the way the game is set up you have to go three final questions to win. If you get all three in a row correct you win the game, but if you get a question wrong regular play resumes for everyone else. Frances was getting pretty difficult questions so when she got them wrong it was my opportunity to swoop in, and I ended up winning! However, my final three questions were:

  1. What is Professor Snape’s first name? Duh, Severus.
  2. What house is Snape head of? Slytherin, OF COURSE.
  3. What class does Snape wish he taught? Everyone knows it’s Defense Against the Dark Arts!


Yep, super easy, so naturally I killed it. Big upset! Everyone was saying the game was rigged and I could have read the first chapter of the first book and known all those answers (not quite). It was pretty funny and I don’t care if my questions were easy, I will take that win and I will celebrate it.

Next we played Quidditch pong, a Frances creation (I think she googled it though).


We didn’t play with alcohol (but you could!) but it’s basically just like beer pong, except you have to throw your ping pong ball through the hoops first and then land it in one of the cups. We played that each ball that goes through a hoop and lands in a cup is worth four points.


I was leading with eight points when we went into round two, the golden snitch. We removed all the cups but one and you had to throw the snitch (a ping pong ball painted gold) through the hoop and into the one cup, worth 100 points. Whoever got the golden snitch in would be an automatic winner (like quidditch!) Well I don’t know how it happened because my ball started bouncing on the table after the hoop, but on its second bounce I got it! Making me the Harry Potter games day champion!!!


Hurrah! Look at my Triwizard Cup full of snitches! I was feeling pretty proud of myself. Rachel also got the golden snitch in but unfortunately didn’t go into the final round with enough points to win, and actually we were watching the video of me winning when she got her ball in, so it was pretty anti-climactic for her. Sorry Rach.

So it was a good time and I recommend having a Harry Potter Party. Evan and I are going to Florida on Friday and we’ll be hitting up Universal Orlando’s Harry Potter world, so this just amped up my excitement level for that. We went the last time we were in Florida but it was almost four years ago and only the Hogsmeade area was open and it was so busy we could barely enjoy it. I cannot WAIT to check out Diagon Alley! Has anyone gotten the interactive wand? ‘Cause I think that needs to happen…


Happy or Hungry Eats the World: America!

As you may know, I have been on a mission to eat an authentic dish from every country in the world, right here in Toronto. I knocked off 30 countries and then took about a six month break. I want to get into it again…I’ve missed eating with a purpose! So I’m back with country number 31 – America!


You can find all past recaps here. Eating the US colours in a significant portion of my map, so I’m pretty excited about that.

I’m aware that in America, like many other large countries (Canada, India, China, etc.), food tends to vary by region. I can’t hit all staple American foods with one restaurant, so just keep that in mind. For my American mission I got my friends Emily and Hannah to join me at Home of the Brave, an open-kitchen on King West with creative interpretations of American dishes. I apologize in advance for my pictures being dark and crappy.



We chose to go last Wednesday, the day the election results were announced. We planned this in advance thinking eating American would be fitting, and we hoped to be celebrating the first female president. Unfortunately that’s not what happened, so our celebratory eating sort of turned into stress-eating. Good thing carbs were plentiful.


If I have one negative review about Home of the Brave it’s that they were reluctant to accommodate three people. I guess we were an awkward party number. They didn’t want to give us prime booth real estate since we were a smaller group, so they first started us out at a bar table seated in a row on stools, facing the street. This didn’t work out well as we were having a hard time chatting while sitting side-by-side, and also the stools were hard and uncomfortable with no backs (you know you’re getting old when you start to complain about the comfort level of your seating). We didn’t like. Next we squeezed onto a table for two, which was okay until our abundance of food started arriving and didn’t fit on our tiny table. It took some convincing (and ordering many, many dishes off the menu) but eventually they moved us to a coveted booth and it was much better. So if you happen to go there DEMAND a booth. Don’t take no for an answer! It’s times like these that I want to be like “I have a blog and I am going to write about you on the internet” but I can’t bring myself to do it. I’ll just quietly judge and take note to later write about on the internet.

Anyway, Miller Lite was on special for $5 a tall can so we all started with a round.


It felt very American but I would just like to point out that if we were actually in America it probably would have been cheaper.

The first dish to arrive was the buffalo cauliflower.


Beer battered cauliflower with Buffalo hot sauce and ranch dressing. It was AMAZING. The stand out dish of the night. I was expecting it to be soggy and sort of ho-hum but it was crispy and crunchy and perfectly flavoured. So, so good. I would have been happy just eating that. But you know we didn’t stop there…


That would be the cornbread, a staple of the American south. Of course, this is a creative interpretation and it was basically cornbread extreme. It had roasted garlic and shallots, smoked cheddar sauce (that white sauce on the bottom), double smoked bacon, green onion and herbs. It was as delicious as it looked, though it was heavy, very heavy. Luckily I was sharing it.

We also ordered the tater tots, because when in America…


These were fancy ones with cheese, gravy and herbs. Didn’t compare to that cauliflower but those were some good tots!

And we ordered the freedom fries, which came with Heinz Ketchup, malt vinegar and manchego cheese. Pretty good, but not very exciting compared to everything else. Hannah and Emily both ordered cheeseburgers for their main dish.


They said that their burgers were good but they were like small fast food burgers, like Checkers burgers or something. So I guess accurate as far as American fast food burgers go.

For my main I ordered the chicken and waffles.


Fried chicken with sour cream, spicy maple syrup, green onions, and sourdough waffles. I didn’t ever think I’d like chicken and waffles so I did not have high expectations, but I was really surprised at how good this was. The maple syrup was perfect, it was almost a savoury maple syrup, like a barbecue maple syrup, as weird as that sounds. I absolutely loved it, I ate every last bite, and I would definitely order it again.

We obviously couldn’t leave without getting dessert, so we ordered the funnel cake. The staple of American carnivals!


Not just any old funnel cake, red velvet funnel cake! Delicious, but by this point we were getting pretty full so I don’t feel like I could fully appreciate it.

And we got a giant ice cream cone. Home of the Brave is featuring a Sweet Jesus (a Toronto ice creamery) pop-up menu with six of Sweet Jesus’ signature cones. We got the chocolate peanut butter EpiPen (actual name).


Soft serve coated in peanut crumbs with peanut butter chunks and a melty peanut butter core. Just in case we hadn’t already eaten enough calories, you know.

I’m happy to be Canadian but eating America sure was a good time! I do think I’m going to have to hit up a traditional southern barbecue joint though at some point…

Evan and I are going to Florida next week and we will absolutely be eating all the things, so this was just practice.




Thank you to all the brave men and women who have served, and continue to serve, our country. Today I remember that many men and women have selflessly volunteered their lives to protect our people and the oppressed people around the world.

I am always incredibly proud to be Canadian, but this year I feel even more appreciative of the true north strong and free. Given everything that’s happened this week, my love for Canada is at an all time high. I would be naive to think that the new US President won’t affect my country – the leader of the free world impacts the entire world, and I am heartbroken at the result of the election. I know that in a corporate setting it is the leadership that sets the tone and culture for the entire organization. And with a country, it is the leadership that sets the tone and culture for the entire nation. It starts at the top. And for that tone to be of hate and intolerance is extremely disheartening and scary. I just want everyone to have the same rights, privileges and freedoms that I enjoy, and I can’t understand why everyone doesn’t want this. I don’t know what’s going to happen and unfortunately I do think we’re in some weird, dark times… But I am thankful to live in a country with a leader who embodies inclusiveness, tolerance, kindness, freedom, love and acceptance, and who values everyone of all religions, races, genders, and sexual orientation. I truly hope that Canada is able to continue to set this example for the world.

Today please remember that there are so many people who have and will continue to give everything to stand up for you.


The British Weekend

You’d think being sick would curb my appetite but OH NO NO NO, if anything it made me want to eat more. I couldn’t taste anything but I still wanted to eat everything. Manly carbs, and mainly trashy ones. I would have been happy eating Kraft Dinner and Mr. Noodles for several days.

I spent all of Friday on the couch wallowing in my cold and watching The Crown. I freaking love it. The cast is excellent, and I’m especially loving Matt Smith as Prince Philip. Perfect!


And Claire Foy is so great as Queen Elizabeth. Watching is really eye opening. I can’t imagine having to take over such a huge responsibility at that age (25!!) while also grieving the death of your father. Insane. She is such an incredibly strong person.


And I can’t believe she is allowed so few decisions on a role that is hers. That would be so difficult to deal with. It’s really interesting and I find myself doing a lot of Googling while I’m watching to see what is historically accurate and what isn’t (actually not too much but I still have two episodes to go). Anyway, I feel lucky that it came out on my sick day. Perfect tv marathon day.

Tilly hung out next to me on sick couch island, just keeping me company.


Not too close though. Not within arms reach of course. She is not the most snuggliest of kitties just yet. But, she’s still young and crazy. I’m hoping she’ll become a bit more cuddly once she gets older and simmers down. She is an awesome cat otherwise, if a bit nuts. I’ll have to do an update on all the ridiculous things she does. She’s lucky she’s cute.


Awww. Her little face just melts my heart.

Evan and I usually have a pho date on Friday evenings after work but I wasn’t really feeling going out, so he brought the pho to me!


I still couldn’t taste anything but I know it was good. All I needed was the texture. Pho soup is the PERFECT food for colds.

On Saturday we had agreed to help our friends Sherrie and Will with an event on Will’s food truck. I spent the morning resting up and luckily by Saturday afternoon I was doing a lot better and had stopped sneezing all over the place. The event was at the Orangeville fairgrounds for Guy Fawkes Night, a British holiday. Fitting since Will has a British food truck.


And if you have no idea what Guy Fawkes Night/Day is, or who Guy Fawkes is, I didn’t either so I’ve done some googling and here’s a brief summary. On November 5, 1605 Guy Fawkes was involved in a plan to blow up the House of Lords and kill the King (the Gunpowder Plot), in order to restore a Catholic head of state. He was caught, his plans were thwarted, and he was tortured and killed. Celebrating the fact that King James I survived, people lit bonfires around London, and now the event is celebrated with bonfires and fireworks. I guess a British couple in Orangeville used to host the event at their house with friends but it got so big this year they decided to rent out the fairgrounds and asked Will to cater it.

It was the most gorgeous fall day and I was so happy to be outside after two days on the couch.


Evan was working on the truck with Will, and Sherrie and I were going to man the drink stand!


Non-alcoholic only, let’s not get too crazy.

That was the original plan, but then double the amount of people expected showed up and Will and Evan got so busy on the truck that they needed Sherrie to take orders.


So I was alone at the drink stand. It was crazy busy. Hot chocolate was the drink of choice and I had a steady lineup for it all night. I had so many hot chocolate orders that I felt like I had a humpback by the end of the night from stooping over to make it. I barely had time to notice the giant bonfire that was happening behind me.


And I knew there was going to be a beautiful sunset so I was excited to watch it, but by the time I looked up from serving drinks I had missed it.


As hectic as it was, I kind of loved it. I really enjoyed myself. My job now is so different from this that it kind of made me miss being in customer service and chatting up customers. It was an entertaining evening and I got to listen to British accents all night, which pleased me. Most of the attendees were British and when they came over to talk to me being like “ello!” I’d forget and think they were joking and almost imitate their accent back to them. Pip pip cheerio!

Anyway, good times. I asked Evan if he enjoyed himself on the truck or if it was like Chef Ramsay’s kitchen in there and he said Will wasn’t too hard on him, but it was super chaotic and hot and greasy and eye opening. I don’t think he’ll be rushing to open a food truck anytime soon, but for one night he liked.

When the event ended and everyone left, we got our reward. I had sausage poutine.


Amazing. If you feed me poutine, I will do anything for you. And I could finally taste food again! Success all around.

So, with the Crown and then Guy Fawkes night it ended up being quite the British weekend.


Books Lately

I’m home sick with a cold and I am SO SAD to miss work today because we have a team building event that includes a Loblaws Japanese cooking class. We have this delicious menu planned and I’ve been looking forward to it for weeks! I was really torn this morning, I thought a Tylenol cold might suppress my symptoms enough for me to make it, but nope. It’s doing jack all. I’m sneezing all over the place and my nose just WILL NOT stop running. No one is going to want to cook around this mess. I really enjoy my coworkers and, delicious food aside, I was excited to hang out with them doing something fun. I missed going to a play with them last night also, and I also missed my blogger book club on Wednesday, STUPID COLD. Hasn’t been the best week, but things are looking up. My pal Cely just reminded me that The Crown starts on Netflix today so I know what I’m doing while I wallow on my couch of pain surrounded by Kleenex.


Since I haven’t been up to much this week aside from being sick, here’s a book update.


I do!

Harry Potter And The Cursed Child



It was always difficult being Harry Potter and it isn’t much easier now that he is an overworked employee of the Ministry of Magic, a husband and father of three school-age children.

While Harry grapples with a past that refuses to stay where it belongs, his youngest son Albus must struggle with the weight of a family legacy he never wanted. As past and present fuse ominously, both father and son learn the uncomfortable truth: sometimes, darkness comes from unexpected places.

I loved it. Obviously, it’s Harry Potter, I knew going into it there was no way I wouldn’t love it. I enjoyed the storyline but I wish it was released as a novel rather than a script. Though I’d love to see it play out on stage (I really hope to one day!), it was a play, and it read like a play. That format was missing the detail that I love about the rest of the HP series, and to me it felt a bit like Harry Potter fan fiction. Also, the plot was very simple and everything wrapped up just a little too neatly…but again, it’s a play. So I get that. I loved it, but I can understand where the disappointed reviews are coming from.

Dead Until Dark by Charlaine Harris



Sookie Stackhouse is a small-time cocktail waitress in small-town Louisiana. She’s quiet, keeps to herself, and doesn’t get out much. Not because she’s not pretty. She is. It’s just that, well, Sookie has this sort of “disability.” She can read minds. And that doesn’t make her too dateable. And then along comes Bill. He’s tall, dark, handsome–and Sookie can’t hear a word he’s thinking. He’s exactly the type of guy she’s been waiting for all her life….

But Bill has a disability of his own: He’s a vampire with a bad reputation. He hangs with a seriously creepy crowd, all suspected of–big surprise–murder. And when one of Sookie’s coworkers is killed, she fears she’s next.

I completely forgot I read this until I was looking through my recent reads on Goodreads, so I can’t say it was memorable. I watched the TV series before reading this and it’s basically exactly the same as season one of True Blood (as far as I can remember but it’s been a while since I watched it so I may be forgetting some details), so I knew what was going to happen and there were no surprises for me. That might affect my opinion, if I had read this before knowing much about the characters and the storyline I may have enjoyed it more. It did make me miss the early seasons of the show! I sooo missed Tara and Lafayette as characters – Lafayette is in the book but doesn’t have much of a role.


He’s the best.

It’s a fun, sexy read and I enjoyed it. Will I continue with the series? Ehh, maybe one day.

The Last Anniversary by Liane Moriarty



Sophie Honeywell always wondered if Thomas Gordon was the one she let get away. He was the perfect boyfriend, but on the day he was to propose, she broke his heart. A year later he married his travel agent, while Sophie has been mortifyingly single ever since. Now Thomas is back in her life because Sophie has unexpectedly inherited his aunt Connie’s house on Scribbly Gum Island — home of the famously unsolved Munro Baby mystery.

Sophie moves onto the island and begins a new life as part of an unconventional family where it seems everyone has a secret. Grace, a beautiful young mother, is feverishly planning a shocking escape from her perfect life. Margie, a frumpy housewife, has made a pact with a stranger, while dreamy Aunt Rose wonders if maybe it’s about time she started making her own decisions.

As Sophie’s life becomes increasingly complicated, she discovers that sometimes you have to stop waiting around — and come up with your own fairy-tale ending.

I have really been liking Liane Moriarty books lately. I think she’s a talented storyteller and author. This was not my favourite book of hers, but I still enjoyed it. It’s well-written with a decent mystery component. I’m not one who typically figures out the mystery before it’s revealed and the ending was a surprise for me. I also liked that she wrote about post partum depression. It’s a tough subject and one that I think needs to be talked about more often. It was a charming and entertaining book and I’d recommend. Also, I wouldn’t mind living on Scribby Gum Island.

The Nest by Cynthia D’Aprix Sweeney



Every family has its problems. But even among the most troubled, the Plumb family stands out as spectacularly dysfunctional. Years of simmering tensions finally reach a breaking point on an unseasonably cold afternoon in New York City as Melody, Beatrice, and Jack Plumb gather to confront their charismatic and reckless older brother, Leo, freshly released from rehab. Months earlier, an inebriated Leo got behind the wheel of a car with a nineteen-year-old waitress as his passenger. The ensuing accident has endangered the Plumbs joint trust fund, “The Nest,” which they are months away from finally receiving. Meant by their deceased father to be a modest mid-life supplement, the Plumb siblings have watched The Nest’s value soar along with the stock market and have been counting on the money to solve a number of self-inflicted problems.

Melody, a wife and mother in an upscale suburb, has an unwieldy mortgage and looming college tuition for her twin teenage daughters. Jack, an antiques dealer, has secretly borrowed against the beach cottage he shares with his husband, Walker, to keep his store open. And Bea, a once-promising short-story writer, just can’t seem to finish her overdue novel. Can Leo rescue his siblings and, by extension, the people they love? Or will everyone need to reimagine the future they’ve envisioned? Brought together as never before, Leo, Melody, Jack, and Beatrice must grapple with old resentments, present-day truths, and the significant emotional and financial toll of the accident, as well as finally acknowledge the choices they have made in their own lives.

So many people seem to just rave about how great this book is, but I do not get what the big deal is. I was reading the prologue and thinking “Yes! I’m going to love this book!” but it sort of went downhill for me from there. I know I’m in the minority. I guess I expected more than just dysfunctional family dynamics between shallow, whiny characters. It’s not a terrible book but it didn’t live up to the hype for me.

The Storyteller by Jodi Piccoult



Sage Singer befriends an old man who’s particularly beloved in her community. Josef Weber is everyone’s favorite retired teacher and Little League coach. They strike up a friendship at the bakery where Sage works. One day he asks Sage for a favor: to kill him. Shocked, Sage refuses… and then he confesses his darkest secret—he deserves to die, because he was a Nazi SS guard. Complicating the matter? Sage’s grandmother is a Holocaust survivor.

What do you do when evil lives next door? Can someone who’s committed a truly heinous act ever atone for it with subsequent good behavior? Should you offer forgiveness to someone if you aren’t the party who was wronged? And most of all—if Sage even considers his request—is it murder, or justice?

Loved this book. Minka’s tale of surviving the Holocaust was totally the highlight and I could not get enough of her story. So heartbreaking. I do wish that Sage had been explored more, particularly her friendship with Josef. I also could have done without the typical “she’s so beautiful but she’s insecure and doesn’t know it” storyline about Sage. It’s been done so many times. But I still loved it and once again I did not see the twist coming. It was so good!