The Features

Sometimes routine is the best way to cope with uncertainty.

Culinary rules are made to be broken—and nothing breaks them more than a salad consisting of soda and marshmallows.

Sharing some warmth can help make the most of troubled times.

A tomato soup cake that tastes like cinnamon.

The arrangement of words on a page really isn’t that different from the arrangement of stitches in a fabric.

Winston Bronnum turned his love of New Brunswick wildlife into a sizable career.

A good picnic is about more than creating the perfect charcuterie board, explains Lindsay Zier-Vogel.

An appetizer? A side dish? A dessert? All of the above. That’s the beautiful, mysterious versatility of Jell-O.

Expo 67 artifacts are among the few reminders of crumbling dreams.

Keep your chocolate-covered pickles, bacon milkshakes, and hot-dog-stuffed pizza crusts—fudge is the original extreme food.

How a complex neighbourhood made the best of a bad situation during an intense winter.

Edmonton’s Neon Sign Museum is helping revitalize the downtown and document the city’s retail heritage.

A found minute book reveals the day-to-day mysteries of Beulah Rebekah Lodge No. 5.

Taddle Creek’s resident caker cook whips up a lasagna so strong and free, two out of two nonnas deem it serviceable.

Barry Slater’s curious nature is helping a Toronto curling club rediscover its past.

Richard Kelly Kemick wasn’t sure why he wanted to spend an entire summer in the Alberta badlands acting in a play about the death of Jesus Christ. In this excerpt from a work-in-progress, the Christian-turned-agnostic discovers he’s not the only one with questions.

Visitors to Jasper, Alberta, still love the town’s namesake host, seventy years after his first appearance.

Nothing says summer like a trayful of hard-boiled eggs covered in salad dressing and cornflakes.

In January, 1968, eleven black students integrated Mount Greenwood Elementary School, on Chicago’s Southwest Side. In this excerpt from a memoir of her family’s civil-rights activities, Terry Murray, a white Mount Greenwood teen at the time, recalls the turmoil of the anti-integration protests that followed.