Friday, April 10, 2015

From Sea to Sea to Sea

"A close friend said to me, "One day it will be over. Simple as that." That advice either stayed with me or planted a seed. But it was true. One day I had enough of showing houses. I had seen enough houses. I had enough kids kicking their muddy shoes on the back of my car seat. I loved my real estate career. I truly loved my job. But on that day there was no regret. I was done."        Sarah

Now what. I drove east. East to the Atlantic. I had previously visited Nova Scotia and was taken by the differentness of it all. In the end I didn't move to Nova Scotia but I lived there for two months. That is another story. With endless time to analyze my situation on the long drive back, I came to the conclusion that returning home to the prairies was the solution I was seeking.

Winnipeg intrigued me. I loved the multicultural and cultural tone of the city. My Calgary neighbours, two doors down, moved there and loved it. That was it. I was moving to Winnipeg.

My transition plan was to rent a furnished house for a couple of months. Do you believe in coincidence? The house I rented was owned by the conductor of the Winnipeg Symphony, Alexander Mickelthwate.

Winnipeg is a wonderful city but I couldn't commit. So the journey continued.

Oven Roasted Arctic Char with Sorrel

One of my sisters was living in Nunuvut while I was in Winnipeg. Her daughter, my niece, made the journey north to visit. All flights to the western Hudson Bay area of the north are out of Winnipeg. Upon coming out of Chesterfield Inlet Julie brought me a wonderful package.

 I was graced with a fresh wild caught Arctic char. Honouring this beautiful fish was a thrill I will never forget. They also sent me cariboo sausage. My Calgary friends and I enjoyed this meal.

Baked Arctic Char

Make diagonal cuts through the skin and flesh but not through the bone and insert a slice of lemon in each cut. Stuff the fish with whole basil, flat leaf parsley, sliced onion and herbes de Provence.  Rub the skin with olive oil and generously season with fresh ground pepper and sea salt.  Bake for 30-40 minutes at 400 F or cook on a hot grill.

Braised Sorrel & Chard

Saute chopped shallots in a generous amount of olive oil.  Add chopped swiss chard and whole sorrel leaves.  Cook until tender.  Add sea salt and serve hot.

Potato Salad

Scrub new baby potatoes and cut in half if they are larger.  Boil until soft.  In a bowl, mix olive oil, grainy mustard, a splash of red wine vinegar.  Combine chopped flat leaf parsley, cooked smoked sausage with the meat removed from the casing and the boiled potatoes.  Serve warm.


  1. I am not sure I was done when I had to leave real estate..but I was close after 28 years...
    Now of course I do not miss it at all..and things have changed so much.
    You are much mre adventurous thnan I am..
    I think I would have picked Nova Scotia..don't know why..I have never been..nor to Manitoba..
    But the Maritimes have a definite appeal to me..Every Maritime client I had..because did move here..were gems.:)
    Then were my clients from Manitoba..same genuine..niceness..

    1. You were a realtor, too? I stopped selling at about 28 years but maintained my license for another couple of years. I received my 30 year certificate of membership. I don't miss it for a minute either. Sometimes I miss my clients.

  2. Sarah, I enjoyed this post. No doubt you live in the palce you were meant too- I love the idea you can arrive at a point in your life and say "I am done" and move on.

    What often resonates with me is the reminder to myself if all things remain staus quo my life is more than half over…I do my best to live my life with authenticity and try to say "yes" before I say "no" to new adventures.

    1. You hit the nail on the head, Velva. It is a whole new learning curve to say 'yes' before I say 'no'. Even day to day.