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Indian Sweets

There are many fine Indian restaurants in Montreal, and although we may all know where to find the best chicken massala, most of us have seen little in the way of Indian pastries. My husband recently came home raving about Pushap Sweets, just off Decarie, where he had eaten with some work colleagues. Not only was it impressively inexpensive, but he also had an exquisite dessert made from chick peas.

He was so enthusiastic about it that the four of us went for dinner there on Saturday night. My kids don't enjoy Indian food, but we decided that they were old enough to start "acquiring" a taste. Besides, this restaurant was apparently known for its desserts--an easy selling point.

My favourite: "watermelon" made completely from cashews
Pushap Sweets is a modest vegetarian restaurant, but it did indeed have a separate desert counter with colourful deserts. Throughout our meal, there was a steady stream of Indian and non-Indian customers picking up a timbit-sized boxes of desserts. In the restaurant, we had delicious eggplant and potato curry with spicy chick peas. Our children had a less spicy curry. It was a hit with my daughter, but a little overwhelming for my son. Dessert however was another story. The charming waitress brought us a sampler with five different desserts without our asking. My daughter was a trooper and tried them all. Then my husband asked for the chick pea dessert, which I must admit had a beautiful texture.

Another dessert made from cashews
In addition to our dinner and dessert, we had two chais and took home some other desserts. The total for all of this was a whopping $29.00 My favourite was the watermelon made completely with cashews and organic food colouring to get that bright red and green. If you have a sweet tooth and would like to try something different, you might want to check it out. The woman behind the counter was very helpful and explained all the ingredients to us. Many were nut-based (pistachio, cashew or almond), but there were many others we'll have have to try another time. My husband recommends the chick pea pastry, his favourite.

Pushap Sweets
5195 Rue Paré, Montréal, 
 (514) 737-4527
Metro Namur 

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Joyce Carol Oates on her Life and US Politics

Joyce Carol Oates
Perhaps the highlight of the Blue Metropolis Literary Festival is the International Literary Grand Prix, awarded to a very deserving Joyce Carol Oates at the Bibliothèque Nationale last night. The prolific writer, who began her career at the tender age of 26, has penned some 70 works, which include novels, short stories, essays, memoirs, plays and children's fiction. She has also written under the pen names of Lauren Kelly and Rosamond Smith. In spite of her many literary achievements and her prominent professorship at Princeton University, Oates came across as affable, calm and poised, with many fine words for Canada, where she taught in the 1970s and founded the Ontario Review with her late husband.

In an interview with award-winning writer and broadcaster Eleanor Wachtel, Oates spoke of her humble beginnings on a poor farm in Millersport, New York, a mere crossroads, a little ways from Lockport and the Lake Erie Barge Canal. When Wachtel asked why the Canal and Niagara Falls often resurfaced in her work, Oates replied, "Language is inadequate so we must revisit them to make sure."

The Princeton professor attributes her impressive body of work to a farmer's work ethic and her life-long love of animals to her days on the farm. Her father, Fred Oates, performed his daily chores and then went to work as a tool and dye designer in a factory, Harrison Radiator. It was when Fred Oates retired that he attended university in Buffalo and that Oates and her father were able to interact on different level. Her maternal grandparents were Hungarian, her grandfather a hardworking, hard-drinking smithy. Upon his death, her grandmother wanted him to be buried in a Catholic cemetery, but the long-lapsed Catholics apparently had a few problems persuading the priest and finally offered themselves as converts to cinch the deal.

The writer`s education started out modestly in a small rural school, then a suburban high school, Syracuse University and later Princeton."We may have had two books in our house," Oates told Wachtel. It was her paternal grandmother who gave her her first book by CS Lewis and her first typewriter. It was much later that she learned of this grandmother's Jewish heritage and of her great grandfather`s tragic suicide, the raw material for the Gravedigger`s Daughter.

When asked why Joyce Carol Oates was drawn to the dark side and the tragic, the author replied that her work was lighter than the tragic story of her country, the US: the Afghanistan and Iraq wars and slavery. But among her remarks I found the most insightful were on US politics, specifically why working class Americans vote Republican, against their own best interests. Apparently, it has to do with the elusive dream of one day being wealthier than Croesus.

The author did make a remark about Canadians being on higher political ground, evidently unaware that just two metro stations away students and riot police had been hurling projectiles at one another for two days. When asked by a member of the audience about her thoughts on the current Quebec student standoff, Oates graciously replied that she did not have the cultural or political knowledge to comment, but said that she and her husband would be offering their support to the Occupy Wall Street movement.

The International Literary Grand Prix event was an evening that will not soon be forgotten. Not only did it gave us the chance to see Eleanor Wachtel, Canada’s finest literary interviewer, in action, but it also afforded us the opportunity to see Joyce Carol Oates, possibly a soon-to-be winner of the Nobel Prize for literature.

This has been cross-posted at Rover Arts.

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A Royal: Jackie Robinson


Yesterday, cities throughout the United States were celebrating the 65th anniversary of Jackie Robinson becoming the first African-American to play baseball in the major leagues. A little known fact is that the year before he signed with the Brooklyn Dodgers, he played for the Montreal Royals, one of the Dodgers' top farm clubs at the time. Not only credited with breaking the colour barrier in major league sports, Robinson was also a civil rights activist who worked alongside Martin Luther King Junior.


Now, you may be wondering about my sudden interest in baseball. This weekend, on a walk just a few blocks from my house, I discovered the duplex where Jackie Robinson lived with his wife, Rachel, while he played for the Royals in the 1946 season. A brass plaque in both French and English, a gift from the US Consulate, is now proudly displayed outside the front door of 8232 De Gaspé just north of Jarry in Villeray.

I wonder if he ever had breakfast at the Quebec Deli? Or had a smoked meat sandwich at Schwartz's?





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Montreal Heritage: Griffintown Horse Palace

Located at the intersection of Eléanor and Ottawa Streets in Griffintown, an area just south of downtown Montreal, the Horse Palace has been in existence since the 1860s and still serves as the stables for the horse-drawn calèches used in Old Montreal. But the modest structure was recently sold to Montreal developer Maître Carré, who apparently purchased the site because of its potential impact on the value of its neighbouring condo developments. The former owner, Leo Leonard, is now 85 years old and was the stable caretaker for decades. Also known as Clawhammer Jack, Leonard used to deliver ice by calèche in the 1940s and estimates that Griffintown was once home to some 3,000 horses, most of which were sired at the Montreal Horse Exchange.

Héritage Montréal is adamant that the Horse Palace must be preserved. The city of Montreal was built by horses, the principle mode of transportation until the 1930s and the power behind snow clearing and street cleaning. The Griffintown Horse Palace Foundation is also fighting to save the site and have the stables renovated and made open to the public, an undertaking that would require a significant cash input.

North-End of the Stables w/Blue Crane
We took a trip down to Griffintown to see the Horse Palace for ourselves, but it was a precarious sight to behold. As I took pictures of the stable, just 20 feet away was a massive blue construction crane building yet another condo development, I couldn't help but feel that everyone's efforts to preserve the site were for naught. As we drove through Griffintown, an area pockmarked with condo developments, I saw a neighbourhood with little greenery and even less evidence of sustainable urban planning.

For further reading, visit Walking Turcot Yards, a blog about Griffintown and the Sud Ouest borough of Montreal.

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Review of Ru by Kim Thuy


Ru
Translated by Sheila Fischman
Random House

This review has been cross-posted at Rover: Montreal Arts Uncovered.

Recipient of several literary prizes, including the Governor General’s Award for Literature, Ru is the autobiography of Kim Thuy. Under the name of Nguyen An Tinh, the author recounts her story: from her childhood in a palatial Saigon home, which her family is later forced to share with the invading Communist forces, to the squalor of the Malaysian refugee camp where she and her family fled before coming to Canada by boat. Starting out in Granby, Quebec, in the late 1970s, her parents work in menial jobs so that their children may one day live their “American” dream. As an adult, the protagonist returns to her native Vietnam where she is told that she is too fat to be Vietnamese and is mistaken for an escort and a Japanese tourist.

In Vietnamese, Ru means lullaby, while in French, it signifies a flow of money, blood or tears, three recurring themes in this book. The narrative is a series of vignettes, usually no longer than a page, taking the reader back and forth in time and space. One vignette segues into the next with a single thematic thread. In one instance, the author describes her silence growing up in the shadow of her cousin Sao Mai, who is the same age and gender. In the next, she is attending a Canadian military cadet school so that she can learn English for free. She spends her summer receiving incomprehensible orders from over-exuberant teens who know nothing of the horrors of war. At the end of the summer in her first English words to her superior officer, our protagonist bids him adieu: “Bye. Asshole.” 

As all writers know, appealing to the five senses is key to bringing the reader into the story. In Ru, Thuy not only relies on vibrant colours and rich sensual detail to layer her narrative, but she also introduces the refreshingly original, such as the texture of a comma, the sharp smell of sun-baked hair or the sound of crumpled dollar bills as they hit the feet of naked young women. And it is perhaps the rich detail of Ru that will make it so compelling for the North American reader, as it fills in the many cultural blanks we have of a country and a people about whom we have heard so much but know so little. 

For many of us, our ideas of Vietnam stem from the black and white war footage of the nightly US news in the early 1970s, only to be followed by a series of Hollywood movies taken from the perspective of US soldiers. There were North and South Vietnamese: the enemies and the victims, some of whom later became boatpeople. But for those of us who had Vietnamese classmates, we were never to ask them any questions about their past for fear we would unearth some horrific memory. 

Although the story is at times harrowing, it also takes humorous turns. In addition to shedding some light on the presence of the “hairy hands,” as the US GIs were known, the book also gives further details on the invading North Vietnamese soldiers who were often illiterate country bumpkins. The young operatives occupying the family’s Saigon home once rifled through the mother’s undergarment drawer only to discover her bras. Convinced they had found coffee filters, they immediately wanted to know why there were always two together. They deduced that one never drinks coffee alone. In another instance, the Communist soldiers occupying their home demanded that the family return their fish to them. The soldiers had apparently stored their dinner in the large white bowl in the shared washroom, unaware of the porcelain fixture’s purpose. The family had unwittingly flushed the fish away.


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The Girl Who Hated Books

The Girl Who Hated Books by Jo Meuris
Because I've reviewed a lot of books recently, I thought I'd let you in on a little secret: my 9-year-old daughter doesn't like to read. In fact, she has always preferred drawing and building things at bedtime to reading a story, even if it means she can stay up later. Needless to say, I have found this disappointing. Even on our weekly trips to the library, she has always run to the educational games section. While she plays, I sigh.

Don't get me wrong. She does well enough in reading and writing at school. Reading just doesn't appeal to her.

Then recently she came home from school to tell me that "everyone" had an iPod Touch and that she wanted one. I immediately thought of my own mother when I came home at age 12 and asked her if she would buy me a leather coat. With her hands on her hips, she threw her head back and laughed. When I asked her again, she said, "Oh, I'd like one of those too," and walked away.

My daughter pleaded with us for a few weeks, but neither my husband nor I had any intention of buying her something for over $200. But of course, "everyone at school had one." In the end, we relented, but she would have to put up half the money, tax included. An iPod Touch had to be earned."Well, where will I get the money?" she asked with her arms crossed and her foot tapping. I would pay her $10 for every (pre-approved) book she read. She was furious. With her hands on her hips, she told me that "no one else had to do that to get an iPod Touch." I then begrudgingly borrowed one of my mother's lines, "Well, you're not everyone." She stomped and stormed around for a few days, but then she was ready to negotiate.

We looked up the exact price and calculated the tax. She needed $115. She had to read 10 books and complete two math drill books for the last $15. Will this cultivate a love of reading? Dunno, but at least she's reading. This weekend she started her seventh book.

When I saw this animated short (7min,21s), The Girl Who Hated Books, I immediately thought of my daughter.

Jo Meuris is a Montreal animator who began her career in the early 80s when she was still a child. Her doodling in class earned her the scorn of teachers, but she nevertheless continued. As the path of an artist was not considered a great career plan, Jo found herself enrolled in Pre-Med at McGill, only to discover it wasn't for her. In 1998, she graduated with a BFA in animation from Concordia where she produced four films. Her first film, Real Men Wear Mustaches, received honourable mention at the Montreal World Film Festival's student competition. Her work has been seen at festivals around the world. If you like the Girl Who Hated Books, you might also like An Aqueous Solution.





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50 Poisonous Questions by Tanya Lloyd Kyi
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Seeing Red: The True Story of Blood

Seeing Red: The True Story of Blood
Tanya Lloyd Kyi
Illustrated by Steve Rolston
Annick Press

When I first came across Seeing Red and read the description, I was certain that it was going to be about forensics, vampires and perhaps delve into a little bit of the medical history of blood, but this book was so much more.

Steve Rolston's comic character, Harker, guides us through the macabre black and gory crimson book, appearing in more than a few comic book frames with a teen vampirette. Pre-teens and teens will readily identify with some of his reactions to some of the more lurid details.

Aimed at kids aged 10 +, Seeing Red methodically goes through bloody facts, bloody rituals, blood ties, bloodlines, hemophilia, porphyria, blood types, blood recipes and more information on blood splatter than can be gleaned from 5 seasons of CSI. My favourite part was the ethnology of blood and the various blood rituals from around the world.

I highly recommend this book for the budding historian, forensic expert or anthropologist. This is the second book that I have reviewed by Tanya Lloyd Kyi, and I must admit that she has once again provided a very thorough treatment of a vast topic.

Although I enjoyed the content, the lay-out caused a few problems. With the added comic strips and facts, the flow of the main information line was difficult to follow on a few occasions. Even though these minor features added other layers of enjoyment and information to the book, it would have been better if they had been consistently set in the margins, so that the reader could better follow the central story line.

Other than those minor points, this is a great book that will make your teen think differently about her sip of communion wine or the real ingredients in blood pudding. It comes with an index to locate specific topics and a section for further reading.


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Books for Preschoolers
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50 Poisonous Questions by Tanya Lloyd Kyi
The Trouble with Marlene by Billie Livingston
The Orphan Rescue by Anne Dublin
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Review: 50 Shades of Grey

50 Shades of Grey
by E.L. James

Well, I could not resist all the hype surrounding this modern day bodice ripper-cum-page turner. Originally marketed as an e-book and print-on-demand in June 2011, 50 Shades of Grey is the creation of E.L. James, a British television producer who has apparently made herself wealthier than her entrepreneurial character Christian Grey.

In this first person narrative, Anastasia Steele, a soon-to-be graduate of Washington State University meets the object of her affection Christian Grey, a handsome young Seattle business tycoon, when she interviews him for the university newspaper as a favour to her over-achieving roommate. The predictable transpires, but the road is particularly bumpy for the inexperienced Steele who has just spent four years curled up in an armchair reading English classics and living vicariously through her roommate's love life. Christian Grey is a demanding, moody, charismatic man with particular sexual tastes that would frighten off the vast majority of women. Ana is warned by her friends to stay away, but she can't help herself. She is too easily disarmed (and disrobed) by the mercurial Grey.

The first installment of this three-part trilogy spans only a few weeks, but the relationship and by extension the reading are intense. Although I'm ill-versed in this genre, I must admit that if you are even slightly interested (and . . . you are) then this book is worth picking up for a number of reasons. The author creates sustained tension through very high stakes for the naive Anastasia, who is attracted to the brooding, winsome Grey. However, the more time she spends with him the more she risks falling in love. The author further ups the ante by endangering the protagonist's safety with Grey's sexual proclivity for BDSM, and of course, she has to face the inevitable: he will never be able to reciprocate her love.

All the ingredients of a bodice ripper you say, but...

Into the narrative, the author successfully weaves Ana's voice of reason (her subconscious) and her voice of desire (her "inner goddess"), which accurately reflect the seesaw of emotions that a woman might actually experience in her situation. The author also offers some inner monologue that complement the other two voices. This combination makes the characters and this unlikely story readily accessible and credible. What's more, the first installment focuses exclusively on the sexual experience of Anastasia: you know, the other side of the sexual equation that we rarely hear about or see in mainstream media.

Not everything is perfect in the book. For one, only a TV producer could dream up this much product placement. Steve Jobs will undoubtedly meet E.L. James at the pearly gates with the latest iPad. There was also some grating prose bordering on purple, in addition to some annoying repetition. For instance, I thought I'd scream if I heard, "My breathing hitched," or "Oh my" one more time...but maybe that was the point. Equally annoying was the repeated reference to Icarus flying too close to the sun. But other than that, the writing is tasteful.

50 Shades of Grey has caused quite a sensation. It hit number one on the New York Times' bestseller list at the beginning of March. It has been suggested that the book's popularity may be because it can be downloaded to an e-reader, away from prying eyes. The book has also elicited some hilarious knee-jerk reactions from the usual suspects. Here are a few headlines:

Racy, disturbing novel '50 Shades of Grey' gains cult followingFox 31 KDVR.com

'50 Shades of Grey': What is the appeal? Christian Science Monitor

Erotic novel '50 Shades of Grey' unites gals, unnerves some guysFox News
 
It's all porn to me: One man's review of '50 Shades of Grey'New York Daily News

Man Proclaims 50 Shades of Grey 'Deeply Unappealing to Men'Jezebel (Poking fun at the previous review.)

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Montreal: 200,000 Students Demonstrate


I had my head down working on a rush text when my reviser came to me to tell me that everyone was lined up along the windows. "Everyone is watching the students," she said. On Thursday, March 22, some 200,000 students dressed in red had taken to the streets of downtown Montreal. They were protesting  university tuition hikes. The beautiful warm weather welcomed the protesters.

For weeks, I've been watching 20 somethings lined up along the Metro station walls all dressed in red, hands on hips and staring straight ahead. I only realized last week that this was part of their protest.

Although tuition fees in Quebec cost a fraction what they do in the rest of Canada and in the United States, as you can see from the picture above, students will be paying three to four times what the government leader and his education minister paid for a post-secondary education. While many people think the students should suck it up, many more see the protest as a sign that our corporate-owned governments have gone too far in the last decade, and it's the students who are finally standing up and saying, "Enough!"

The university students have been on strike for six weeks, and they were joined this week by high school students, who are the next in line to suffer tuition increases. The demonstrators chose red to symbolize their future indebtedness. Today, students leaving university with a degree are on average $35,000 in debt, hardly a way to start out your adult life, particularly when employment opportunities are so limited.

In Canada, education has long been seen as a vehicle for class mobility. But how can anyone hope for a better life saddled with tens of thousands of dollars in student loans. Many students have chosen to go part-time and work at the same time to stay out of debt. But now the race is on to finish university as fast as possible before tuition goes up even more.

There was no violence, looting or even littering on Thursday, but Charest's provincial government, which unveiled its budget this week, said nothing. Apparently, dialogue isn't even on the table.

 Is this democracy?

See a great time-lapse by Andy Riga of the demonstration below:






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Review: The Return by Dany Laferrière

The Return
Dany Laferrière
Translation: David Homel
D&M Publishers

Just a brief note about this book: Laferrière is a great writer, and I had no idea how big he was until I had to review one of his books for Rover, where this is also cross-posted. Although I have seen the author on TV here in Quebec a number of times, I`d never read any of his books. In the end, I read The Return three times and still felt like I was seeing some universal truth for the first time. This read is well worth your book-buying buck.

Winner of the 2009 Prix Médicis, Dany Laferrière’s eleventh novel is about his return to his native Haiti after living 33 years in exile. Half prose, half poetry, The Return is a finely crafted autobiographical account of the author’s voyage back to his place of birth. But his homecoming is bittersweet, as he bears the news of his father’s passing.

Windsor Laferrière, the former Assistant Secretary of State for Trade and Industry and the former Mayor of Port-au-Prince was driven out of Haiti by ruler Papa Doc, François Duvalier, and later settled in Brooklyn. His father had left when Dany was four or five years old, and before that, he had spent much of his time in hiding. As a result, although the son loved his father, he never really knew him. A generation after his father`s exile, the son too flees Haiti after a close friend and journalist is murdered. The stifling loneliness of exile took its toll on the mind of the elder Laferrière, but for the son it was the exile in time that was more pitiless. He missed his childhood more than his country. Going back to the Haiti of his youth and visiting his family is just one part of the Return. The final leg involves going back to Baradères, the village of his father`s birth.

Although returning from exile is difficult for many North Americans to grasp, Laferrière continually draws his readers into his story through common experience, which starts on the second line of the very first page, “The inevitable phone call that every middle-aged man one day will receive. My father has died.” As many can attest, the death of a parent is one of life’s milestones and a harsh reminder of our own mortality, but it is also a time of tremendous personal growth. In the author`s case, he is able to discover much about his father, and by extension himself, through the anecdotes of his father`s friends in Brooklyn, Port-au-Prince and later in the countryside on his way to Baradères.

The Return is replete with thought-provoking observations about the human condition, from the dynamics and cyclical nature of power in Haiti to the preoccupation with hunger and finding one’s next meal. Laferrière’s writing is poetic, profound and beautiful, and this was only the translation. Is it possible that the original was even more moving? The author eloquently reminisces about his country of birth only to discover that although he speaks Creole, he is no longer considered Haitian by the people he meets.

About life and death, the city and country, north and south, The Return is also a rumination about identity, time and space. A single reading of this novel will yield its beauty and thoughtfulness, but to fully appreciate it warrants a second reading. For anyone who has lost a parent, this is a must-read.

Other book reviews:

Meet Revolutionary Mother
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Interview with Carmen Aguirre, Chilean Resistance Fighter
The Hunger Games by Suzanne Collins
The Antagonist by Lynn Coady
Irma Voth by Miriam Toews
Dogs at the Perimeter by Madeleine Thien
Going Down Swinging by Billie Livingston
Incendiary by Chris Cleave
Winter's Bone by Daniel Woodrell 
The Girl Without Anyone by Kelli Deeth


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