Northern Flavours

Smoke curls lazily from the stovepipe of a log cabin tucked into the spruce-lined banks of the Nagwichoonjik (Mackenzie River). Inside, the air is thick with the scent of juniper and freshly caught arctic char simmering over the fire. A cast-iron pan crackles as bannock browns to a golden crisp, its dough flecked with wild herbs gathered from the forest floor. It’s not just a meal—it’s memory, survival, and ceremony passed down through generations.