The mother’s heart is the child’s schoolroom

Mother's Day brunch in Edmonton

My Mother Kept A Garden
My Mother kept a garden,
a garden of the heart,
Mother's Day brunch in EdmontonShe planted all the good things
that gave my life it’s start.
She turned me to the sunshine
and encouraged me to dream,
Fostering and nurturing
the seeds of self-esteem…
And when the winds & rain came,
she protected me enough-
But not too much because she knew
I’d need to stand up strong & tough.
Her constant good example
always taught me right from wrong-
Markers for my pathway
that will last a lifetime long.
I am my Mother’s garden.
I am her legacy-
And I hope today she feels the love
reflected back from me
~ Author Unknown ~

Spoil your mom and say ‘I Love You‘ with a delicious brunch this Mother’s Day at The Sutton Place Hotel Edmonton. Enjoy a traditional brunch buffet, featuring a selection of house-made sweet and savoury breakfast favourites, including slow roasted prime rib, made-to-order omelettes, and much more.

When: Sunday, May 10, 2015
Where: Grande Ballroom
Seatings: 10:00am, 11:00am, 12:00pm and 1:00pm
Costs: $45 per adult
$38 per senior
$22 per child ages 5-12 (no charge for children under 5)

*Prices above do not include taxes and gratuities.

For reservations, please contact:
Lucia Gonsalves, Catering Department
Tel: 780.441.3011
Send an email

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Mother’s Day at Boulevard Kitchen & Oyster Bar

Mother's Day Brunch, Vancouver

Written by Dale Hanson Bourke
Chicken Soup for the Woman’s Soul

Time is running out for my friend.

We are sitting at lunch when she casually mentions that she and her husband are thinking of “starting a family.”  What she means is that her biological clock has begun its countdown and she is considering the prospect of motherhood.

“We’re taking a survey,” she says, half jokingly. “Do you think I should have a baby?”

“It will change your life,” I say carefully.

“I know,” she says. “No more sleeping in on Saturdays, no more spontaneous vacations…”

But that is not what I mean at all.

I look at my friend, trying to decide what to tell her.  I want her to know what she will never learn in childbirth classes.  I want to tell her that the physical wounds of childbirth heal, but that becoming a mother will leave her with an emotional wound so raw that she will be forever vulnerable.

I consider warning her that she will never read a newspaper again without asking, “What if that had been my child?” That every plane crash, every fire will haunt her. That when she sees pictures of starving children, she will look at the mothers and wonder if anything could be worse than watching your child die.

I look at her carefully manicured nails and stylish suit and think she should know that no matter how sophisticated she is, becoming a mother will immediately reduce her to the primitive level. That a slightly urgent call of “Mom!” will cause her to drop her best crystal without a moment’s hesitation.

I feel I should warn her that no matter how many years she has invested in her career, she will be professionally derailed by motherhood. She might successfully arrange for child care, but one day she will be waiting to go into an important business meeting, and she will think about her baby’s sweet smell. She will have to use every ounce of discipline to keep from running home, just to make sure he is all right.

I want my friend to know that everyday routine decisions will no longer be routine. That a visit to McDonald’s and a five year old boy’s desire to go to the men’s room rather than the women’s room will become a major dilemma. That right there, in the midst of clattering trays and screaming children, issues of independence and gender identity will be weighed against the prospect that danger may be lurking in the rest room.

I want her to know that however decisive she may be at the office, she will second-guess herself constantly as a mother. Looking at my attractive friend, I want to assure her that eventually she will shed the pounds of pregnancy, but will never feel the same about herself. That her life, now so important, will be of less value to her once she has a child. That she would give it up in a moment to save her offspring, but will also begin to hope for more years, not so much to accomplish her own dreams, but to watch her child accomplish his.

I want her to know that a cesarean scar or stretch marks will become badges of honour.

My friend’s relationship with her husband will change, but not in the ways she thinks. I wish she could understand how much more you can love a man who is always careful to powder the baby or who never hesitates to play with his son.  I think she should know that she will fall in love with her husband again for reasons she would never have imagined.

I wish my modern friend could sense the bond she will feel with other women throughout history who have tried desperately to stop war and prejudice and drunk driving.

I want to describe to my friend the exhilaration of seeing your son learn to hit a baseball. I want to capture for her the laugh of a baby who is touching the soft fur of a dog for the first time. I want her to taste the joy that is so real that it hurts.

My friend’s quizzical look makes me realize that tears have formed in my eyes.

“You’ll never regret it,” I say finally.


Mother's Day Brunch, Vancouver, Boulevard Kitchen & Oyster Bar
On Sunday, May 10, pay special tribute to the mothers in your life by treating them to either a three-course Mother’s Day brunch or dinner service at Boulevard Kitchen & Oyster Bar in Vancouver, either in their expansive dining room or chic outdoor patio, which just opened for the warm weather season.

Both the brunch and dinner services will also include a dessert-course selection of either mother’s tart (sweet ricotta, muscovado crumble, spiced tea ice cream) or chocolate torte (brownie sponge, mousse) and every mother in attendance will also receive a uniquely edible milk, white and dark chocolate flower.

Date: Sunday, May 10, 2015
Time: Brunch: 11am – 3pm
Dinner: 5pm – 11pm
Costs: Brunch: $59* per person
Dinner: $65* per person

View menu: Brunch Menu | Dinner Menu

For reservations, please call 604.642.2900 or book online

*Note: Prices above are exclusive of taxes and gratuities

AN ODE TO MY MOTHER (AND TO ALL MOMS OUT THERE)

I Love Mom_172388024Written by Sarah Lechinskov (a Sutton Prestige member). Dedicated to her mother.

When I forced my mom to sign up for Facebook last summer, I asked her all the standard “profile information” questions. “Are you interested in men or women?” I asked as my mom got dinner ready for my father.

“Women,” she said solemnly. “It’ll be a whole new life.”My mom never fails to leave me in hysterics. She is the master of deadpan.

During my “Mom Gets on Facebook Adventure”, it was a struggle, but I eventually convinced her to use a picture I took of her when she visited me in New York.

During this trip, my mom and I went to the Letterman show, and I held her hand as George Clooney dazzled the audience. Then we walked around the streets of New York with giddy excitement after, my arm looped through hers. Every step was an adventure.

We stumbled upon a man who held a kitten wearing an outfit sitting near some tie-dye purses, and my mom stopped to talk to him. “I just love your cat,” she said, then turned to me and said, “That’s my favourite thing I’ve seen in New York so far.”  Clooney on Letterman had nothing on that cat in the T-shirt.

She stills talks about it.

My mom often calls me at night, and within minutes of talking, she says like clockwork, “Well. I don’t have any news.” She does, however, have her own brand of interpreting the news, most of which comes from her watching TV on mute and reading the ticker. She finds it more pleasant that way. “What do you think of Kim Kardashian?” she’ll ask me. “I think I want to be more like her.”

My mom is 71.

Another time she was watching a VH1 special on Tupac and Biggie. “What’d you make of it?” I asked, curious to hear her take on the murderous feud. “Oh, well, as far as I could tell, it was a rap misunderstanding,” she said.

Nailed it.

When the dot-com boom happened in the early 2000s, my mom would always add “.com” randomly to conversations: “How are you doing dot com?” she would ask. At another point, she had big plans to name her cat “dot com,” but sadly, that never happened.

Emails from my mom are one of my favourite things in the world. Her first email password? “Ilovekids.”

Two years ago on my birthday, she wrote me: “Dear Sarah, I loved it when you were born — you were so big and healthy and loving (you talked to me when they brought you to me. You said ‘uhh. uhh.’) And I talked to you. I LOVE YOU SO MUCH!”

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I love my mom so much it makes me laugh and cry and feel alive all at the same time.

A shining example of what a mother should be:

  • You’re all things lovely.  Your beauty is like a spring flower in full bloom.
  • rock for those of us who rely on your strength.
  • The epitomy of simplicity and I know no one else who wears it as well as you do.
  • Your unspoken motto is family first; you’re loyal to those you love without being unreasonable.
  • Thank you for the times you’ve seen right through my “I’m right” attitude and for respectfully pointing out the error of my ways.
  • Never boastful, always quite content to let others shine. You’re a listener and not a talker. It’s part of what draws people to you – you’re a wellspring of other people’s secrets but they go no further. Trustworthiness and integrity are my biggest aspirations because, by example, you’ve taught me they’re the the best qualities a person can possess.
  • A mother, friend, cheerleader, counsellor, therapist all rolled into one and each day I learn from you.  And if people were to ever say, “You’ve turned into your mother”  it would be all right by me. Thank you!

What do you love most about your mom? Does she send you the world’s best emails too? Are you doing anything special for Mother’s Day? Send us your favourite mom story (communications@suttonplace.com), and we’ll compile an ‘ode to mom to be published on Mother’s Day!

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As a special treat for Mother’s Day, join us at either The Sutton Place Hotel Edmonton or Vancouver for our famous Sunday Brunch buffet featuring our signature specialities, including an omelette station, prime rib, and much more!

The Sutton Place Hotel Vancouver

Be sure to save room to indulge in our world-famous Chocoholic Buffet, returning for one day, just for Mom.

Available for groups of 4 or more only.
Versailles Ballroom
Sunday, May 11, 2014
Seatings: 10:30am & 12:30pm

$65.00 per Adult
$32.50 per Child
(ages 4 – 12)
Free for children under the age of 4

Call 604.642.2900 to make a reservation.

The Sutton Place Hotel Edmonton

Grande Ballroom
Sunday, May 11, 2014
Seatings: 10:00am, 11:00am, 12:00pm & 12:30pm

$45.00 per Adult
$38.00 per Senior
$22.00 per Child (ages 5 – 12)
Free for children under the age of 5

For reservations, please contact: Meghan Ferguson 780.441.3011.