Showing posts with label food. Show all posts
Showing posts with label food. Show all posts

Wednesday, 27 August 2014

ONE. MORE. WEEK.

One more week.  One.  More.  Week.  

I hate wanting to wish my last week here away so quickly, but I am so looking forward to some warmer temperatures, treating myself to a Canada Goose jacket (for when sub zero temps come to Toronto... it shall be my "you survived your first stint in Nunavut" gift to myself, because self care!), and baseball games and Jason Mraz concerts and grad school and the LCBO!  And cheap produce and food and fast internet!  I was telling a friend the other day how I've honestly forgotten what regular prices for grocery items are, and I'll probably be hitting up Loblaws on Friday and crying at how inexpensive everything is... or how two weeks, not two days, worth of groceries will be about $140. 

I thought I'd write an entry for people to read in case they are considering coming up here.  I had some helpful advice before coming here, but there were many things I had to learn on my own as well, and if I can help someone else prepare for their time up here, then amazing!  You too, can benefit from my mistakes!  

I figured I would start with packing.  To get here, I borrowed a 181 quart Rubbermaid trunk from a friend, in addition to a Coleman wheel cooler to check as my luggage.  Traveling domestically, bringing produce and meat and stuff is no issue in Canada.  If you're coming up here to work, you're going to be here from anywhere from two to four months, and you want to be prepared.  I came prepared for any event from military-style coup d'etat to nuclear holocaust to weekend in Vegas.  I probably did not need the fancy clothes.  

Speaking of clothes, seriously forget anything "professional" and "nice" and leave it at home.  I maybe wore my black dress pants once, got dust and mud all over them, and said screw it, and bought a pair of jeans.  Which I have faithfully worn.  Things are not formal and professional here, it's dusty and dirty, it rains a lot, and you just want to be comfortable.  And warm!  Never listen to anyone who tells you that if you're going in the summer it's going to be 20 and warm... maybe some summers, sure, but here in Igloolik, we had a pretty cold summer, and on average I would say it was 7.  We saw temperatures of 18-20degs maybe two days?  I wish I had brought warmer clothing, and better shoes.  I also found myself wearing less makeup that I usually do, not really caring how my hair looked, and not as much jewelry, so I could have probably left that all at home as well.  Just think "comfort and warmth" when you're packing, and you should be fine.  I also think next time, when I get my community assignment confirmed, I will ship a humidifier up ahead of me.  The air here is super dry - if I don't put on heavy duty lotion my skin cracks and bleeds - and nosebleeds have been a bit of an issue.  Also remembering to bring heavier lip balm, and can probably do without the hair dryer next time :)

I filled my cooler up with frozen meats, pre-made president's choice burgers, and lots of frozen fruits and vegetables.  I also brought nice bread and nice cheese, as the only bread they sell up here tends to be of the Wonderbread variety, and the cheese is usually Kraft or Compliments style.  You can expect to pay anywhere from $2-$10 more for basic items at the grocery store.  For example, I made tuna casserole the other night, which cost me about $55 in ingredients - a meal which costs me about $15 to make back in Toronto.  But it kind of gets to the point where the stupidest, littlest things make you happy.  A $5 slushie from the convenience store?  Oh sure.  A $4 super sugary worse-than-Tim-Hortons Crispy Crunch flavoured cappuccino from a machine in the Northern Store which was probably cleaned never, becomes the highlight of your work week. 

In my carry-ons (a gym bag and a roller carry-on) I packed as much fresh produce and bread as I could, in addition to several changes of clothing, books, and my laptop.  I have heard horror stories of people arriving, but no luggage for days on end.  The person who picked me up at the airport quite rudely stated to me within two seconds of her sighting me that I packed way too much stuff, but I feel I had just enough while here, especially in the food department.  I know I spent a lot less money up here than I would have had I not brought all these food items, for the most part, I was warm, and things were ok.  That pretty much takes care of how to pack and what to bring!    

You need to understand that not everyone here is going to speak English.  And many times, it is broken English.  Inuktitut is one of the official languages of this territory, as French is to Quebec.  I had to really check myself and my thoughts the first few days when I hadn't picked up on any Inuktitut words and phrases yet, and was grinding my teeth and thinking that they should speak English.  Please remember that they were here first, and they are probably more "Canadian" than you or I ever will be.  

I'm not sure if this is Igloolik-specific, but people here walk in the middle of the roads, as there are no sidewalks.  Get used to driving at a snails pace as children like to do dumb things, like run up to your vehicle while you're driving.  I use my horn here more than I do in Toronto.  

When you are up here, shit will happen, and things will go wrong.  Electricity goes out a fair amount, and there are scheduled power outages (the hamlet is run on diesel generators).  The internet here sucks (although I'm reading they are laying out a new fiber optic network so I hope when I come up here next, this won't be an issue.  If Hawaii can have great internet... Nunavut?  Why you havin' nunavut?) and it's expensive, and you get 10gb per month.  Best to get a terrabyte hard drive and put every Simpsons episode ever made on it so you have something to keep you busy.  

In addition to that, your drinking water and raw sewage will all be pumped into/out of your home via trunk.  The drinking water isn't all that clean and I had major stomach problems when I first got here.  Now only on the rare occurrence that happens - I found boiling water then letting it cool then running it through a Brita filter kinda worked, but it still tasted like dust.  You will run out of water.  Your sewage tank will also fill up, making it impossible to run water.  These are easily fixed with one phone call to the hamlet but it will be annoying.  I do need to say though, it's been pretty good for me while I've been here.  I ran out of water only once, and couldn't use water due to a full sewage tank once, but both issues were fixed within an hour of my calling.  There was a period where I lost heat and hot water for two days, and that was pretty miserable, but it got fixed, and I survived. 

If you're in the community during polar bear migration season (October-February/March) bring a whistle and wear it whenever you go outside.  Polar bears are scared of loud noises.  If you see one, blow it and make a lot of noise and stamp your feet and run into the nearest house and call RCMP.  Sometimes they wander too close to communities because they smell food.  When this happens they usually get shot.  It's might seem harsh to us, but when it comes down to a polar bear vs your loved one, and the polar bear would eat your loved one in a second, which would you rather have?  

This kinda leads to my next point - if things like hunting, making carvings from the bones/tusks/teeth of animals, etc makes you squeamish and you're morally opposed to hurting animals for any purpose, perhaps the North isn't for you.  You need to understand that the Inuit have been doing this for millennia and when they kill an animal, the entire animal is being used - meat and entrails for food; blubber for food, gum, and lighting oil lamps; skin to make clothes; teeth, bones and tusks for carvings, artwork, and tools; etc.  The federal government has established quotas for each animal which is hunted, so it's not a free-for-all, and really, this does help with population control.  If it bothers you, again, don't come up here.  Also, if it bothers you, think of all the inhumane and horrible ways we humans have come up with in killing each other... and we're supposed to be the superior species?  I feel like I've had to field a lot of questions pertaining to that since I've been here.  

Part of coming to Nunavut as well is to forget and let go of what you know to be normal and commonplace - your values, your opinions, you way of doing things; your own personal discourse.  It is different up here.  But just because it's different from your normal, doesn't mean it's bad.  The Inuit, living in some of the harshest climates on Earth, are all about survival.  And, especially in Igloolik, they love their traditions and want to keep the culture strong.  I found that once I stopped having expectations and truly opened myself up to learning and being present, things got a lot easier.  It was a great lesson to re-learn, and I hope I can carry this back home to Toronto with me.   

Saturday, 16 August 2014

It's the little things

After a trying week at work, I am grateful for the weekend, even if

I started that about seven hours ago, then got to deal with an on-call which took up majority of my day.  I have no idea where I was going with that now, haha.  The perks of being the on-call social worker!   

This week has been pretty busy.  It's pretty easy to get swept up with work, putting in overtime, taking work home with you, pondering what you could have done differently in certain situations.  Practicing self care is essential - but admittedly harder when you're out of your normal surroundings and away from loved ones whom you normally talk to.  Thank goodness for Facebook.   In addition to having a tough week, I was also pretty sick, and as things were so busy at work, I didn't feel like I could call in.  It's only today I've actually started to feel better - I can't wait until I'm back to my normal.  And because shit happens in three's (or 33's) I also lost hot water and heat and internet for two days this week - so it was kind of hard to cheer up.  Glad that's over with!

This where it gets a bit hard though - because I feel like Nunavut is one of those places that you can't really understand unless you live here.  It's difficult to complain, and vent, and people offer very many well-meaning "solutions" and "can't you just"s, etc, but the thing is, more often than not, I can't.  Because this, because that, because Nunavut.    


I got this wonderful care package in the mail from a friend/fellow yoga instructor back home and it honestly made my week.  I was skipping through the grocery store, waiving it around and jumping up and down while opening it in the check out to see what was in it!  Chocolate!  A note!  Lunch when I get back to Toronto!  Totally uplifting. 
 As you can see, I was super eager to get this box open.

Another element of self care was finally treating myself to a pizza made at the Tujurmivik Hotel.  It seriously was the best pizza and definitely the best in the circumpolar world - and also it was the first meal in over a month I haven't cooked for myself.      

 Ontarians be like wah it's 15C and I'm all hahahaha shut up.
 This week was also the week I decided to surrender and actually dress appropriately for the weather instead of pretending like I'm still in Toronto.  And guess what?  My morning commutes were a lot warmer, which made me come to the office a lot less crankier!  Imagine that.  Fashion is out the door, let's start being functional.  I am from Chicago.  I don't understand why this is such an issue.  I should know better.  

Enjoying some coffee at the Tujurmivik Hotel after a stressful morning. 

I would also like to take a moment to express how truly grateful I am that I came here and met this extraordinary young lady.  She has been a huge help in my adjusting here, a fantastic colleague, and a wonderful friend.  We've gone out on the land, shared so much laughter, vented a tonne, and she's just one of those people who just has a perfectly ridiculous thing to say during a moment of stress, which ends in more giggles and laughter.  She's also a pretty talented throat singer, and has been teaching me the basics.  We recorded a pretty hilarious video on Friday of an attempt at several songs and I wish wish wish my internet was fast enough that I could upload it!  Perhaps when I return down south.  But anyway - her friendship was worth my coming to Igloolik, and I know that when I leave in September it's not going to be a "good bye" but more of a "see you later".  Cuz there's just some people who come into your life who are just too good to let go!  And this girl, she's the goods!   

Igloolik is also host to some insanely talented people, who are very eager to stop by your office to try to sell you All The Things. 


Like these earrings, made from soap stone.  Enjoy, mom :)

The carvers here are also excellent, and I've bought several things to take back to Toronto with me and already know where I'm going to put them :) 
This is exactly what I look like when I dance.  I couldn't not.  
The first carving is made from a white marble that's found on Igloolik.  I forgot the actual name of it (or if there is one).  The second carving is made from bone from a bowhead whale.  Both are incredibly gorgeous. 

And finally, my seal skin/fur slippers.  A client actually made these and I adore them.  


If anything, I can always admire the amazing view I have from my office.  The skies here in the "arctic prairie" are something I can't seem to get enough of.


I'll leave you with a nice shot of the hamlet I got the other afternoon.  I don't think I've managed to get too many of the town yet!  A more informative, thought-provoking blog to come - too tired today :)  

 

Wednesday, 30 July 2014

Wanted: noms.

Because I cannot get the unlimited variety of groceries and produce up here, I had to bring a lot of stuff up with me.  Tonight I went Middle-Eastern for dinner, with some homemade hummus, falafel, tabouleh (because I finally found tomatoes and cucumbers at the Northern Store) and couscous.  The only thing I didn't bring up was pita bread, thinking that this would be sold up north... silly me.  So I enjoyed all of this with some toast, and used my imagination.  And cried on the inside.   

I've been getting the worst food cravings since I've been up here.  I am sure I am only craving certain things because they aren't even accessible to me while here.  Like, I got super jealous of a friend of mine who's social workin' it up in Pang, because their Northern Store has a KFC and Pizza Hut... which I would never even think about touching back in Toronto!  The Tujurmivik Hotel here in Igloolik boasts the best pizza in the territory, with people ordering from as far away as Cambridge Bay and Rankin Inlet, but I'm from Chicago.  There are turf wars over the best pizza there.  However, many people have raved to me about their Arctic Char pizza, so I guess I will have to try it.  

Lots of time the chocolate here is pretty stale and almost to it's expiry date, which is a shame.  I bought some really nice chocolate right before leaving Ecuador and wonder how it's doing, sitting all alone on my dresser... along with all the other things sitting on my dresser which I forgot to pack.  

Then I think about all the stuff I can't have right now... Chipotle, Salad King, really good Indian food, Chinese food (wanting to rent a private jet and get Heng Wing from my home suburb of Palatine [yes this was your shoutout] to deliver), and then I think of how my wonderful Greektown neighbourhood back in Toronto smells - because it always smells so delicious in the summer.  This weekend or next should be Taste of the Danforth, and even though I usually avoid it like the plague, I will probably miss my hood being invaded by throngs of people from the GTA to celebrate and pay homage to meat on a stick.  I have nearly made an itinerary of everywhere I am eating and meals I am cooking (my wonderful slow cooker Moroccan chicken made with my homemade preserved lemons which I cannot stop thinking about, for example!) once I return home to southern Canada.  I am getting my hair done the day after I get back and fully plan on going to Chipotle and ordering like 20 burritos with some chips and guac and sit on my couch like Jabba the Hut and will watch an entire season of Big Brother.  And it's gonna be a beautiful thing.   

And hopefully I am still back in time for fresh Ontario produce and will have enough time to preserve and can that stuff for the winter! 

I also really miss good coffee.  And the ability to go and get good coffee before work!  And homemade chocolate chip cookies.  Gah.  I need to stop.  

Anyway.  Polar bears.  Icebergs.  Tundra.  Clear skies and possible northern lights.  And a pretty neat job and opportunity to really make a difference here.  It's been worth sacrificing all that.