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Barbeques in Toronto

  • 21st Jul, 2006 at 10:25 AM

Originally uploaded by sfllaw.

Last weekend, I rented a car to take a little trip to Toronto. It seems like that city keeps drawing me in. It's quite inescapable now. In fact, I seem to like downtown Toronto more and more each time I visit. It's very different from Montréal, but when you fall in with the right crowd, everything thing seems to just taste better.

Anyway, I rented a car. Surprisingly enough, the Pontiac handled itself well at fast highway speeds. A little on the loud side, but it handled very tightly for an economy car. So I was fairly happy about it. And gorbash_dragon did a lot of sleeping during our nighttime drives.

We arrived early Saturday morning during a thunderstorm. She got out of the car with her luggage and then I drove to where I was staying. letoams had kindly left me the keys to his apartment, so I was rather happy that there was some place to drop my stuff and collapse.

In the morning, it was time to take photographs. I had a little breakfast at the corner café, a place called Java Jive. The coffee was terrible, but the grilled-cheese was fine. Then I walked up Yonge to go to a tea party, but was mugged along the way by a cookery bookstore.

After a bit of walking with some rather heavy books, I made it to the place where makemyway was housesitting. She had two friends along, Chiara and Mariapia, and they were sitting at a table with a teapot and a plate full of cheese. There were no tea cups, but we made do with various random bits of glassware. The house, by the way, is rather beautiful and was furnished properly. But something seemed a bit wrong. The kitchen was mostly empty, even though they had a wonderful gas stove and high-powered range hood.

The house is ruled by a small white cat named Blizzard. He is so adorable and friendly. He seems to love everyone that walks through the door. He was also quite lazy in the heat. Toronto was quite hot that weekend.

Roasted pineapple
Originally uploaded by sfllaw.

After meeting more people, who arrived slowly throughout the afternoon, I decided that I had to leave for sachachua's barbeque. I hailed a cab and went to Graduate House, where I peeked into the courtyard and saw a bunch of people eating at tables. Down the stairs I went and was welcomed to a bunch of food. We were treated quite well, including some very tasty cheesecake that Warren made himself. But it was so rich that I couldn't finish it.

I met quite a few geeks at this party, and we had a pretty geeky discussion. Then, secretsoflife and Makemyway showed up and we had an even geekier discussion. We talked well into the night, until people kicked us out of the courtyard for being too loud. Then, I decided it would be a good time to retire.

On Sunday, I had a little photowalk before meeting makemyway and her friend (whose name I cannot spell) in Kensington Market. We sat at a little place called i deal Coffee which is really serious about their coffee. In this little shop, they have their own roaster which takes up tons of space. And they have a piston-driven espresso maker, so they are literally pulling shots of coffee. How cool is that?

We walked around the market buying tasty things to eat. Then we went to Chinatown and got ourselves a fresh fish. Which we barbequed. Oh man, was there some good barbeque that weekend. heinous and Joe showed up in their super-awesome Fiat convertible. We took it out for a spin. Wow!

After dinner, I packed up my things, cleaned up the apartment a bit, and then took a nap. Then it was off to collect Gorbash and drive home. By the time I got her back to her place, I was so knackered that I slept in the front seat of the car until the sun came up. It's actually surprisingly good for that, because of the way the seats work.


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21st Jul, 2006 15:09 (UTC)
Do you know why?

Because every time I go, I find something new and special and wonderful to fall in love with. Sure, there are people that are trying to make Toronto like New York, but they've only got money. They don't have spirit.
21st Jul, 2006 14:56 (UTC)
> I had a little breakfast at the corner café, a place called Java Jive. The coffee was terrible, but the grilled-cheese was fine.

I could swear I just read the other day when a Torontonian was saying that Java Jive had the best coffee in Toronto.

Oh, and your photo of 'blizard' looks like a grilled food product. Is that deliberate?
21st Jul, 2006 15:11 (UTC)
I don't know what they were thinking, but the coffee itself isn't very interesting. Perhaps they like mild, insipid coffees? i deal Coffee has much better stuff.

The caption on that photograph was a bit wrong, wasn't it?
21st Jul, 2006 15:02 (UTC)
Are you back in Montreal now? Are you ever back in Montreal? XD I do know one or two people as peripateic as you are, but not many.
21st Jul, 2006 15:09 (UTC)
I'm in Ottawa right now. And I'll be heading to Waterloo on Sunday.

But soon I'll settle down. I hope.
21st Jul, 2006 16:18 (UTC)
At least bi-monthly I make a sad post about how I'm terribly homesick for Toronto and not once I get an invite.

Am I that low on the list?
21st Jul, 2006 16:29 (UTC)
Oh dear, this wasn't meant to be a snub.

This trip had special purpose, which is why I rented a car to drive down. Normally, I just take the train.

You're certainly welcome to book a ticket and come down with me, the next time I go to Toronto.
21st Jul, 2006 17:38 (UTC)
Hey Simon,
Chiara and Xuan Yen are the names you didn't get. And eveyone should know, Simon was absolutely fearless at the fish store, truly an inspiration for all foodies. You're a pro Simon!
22nd Jul, 2006 16:14 (UTC)
You do know that I've had practise buying fish at Asian supermarkets. I used to do it all the time.
22nd Jul, 2006 17:54 (UTC)
Hehehe...I hope you've gotten over your fear of trying to catch live fish in the bucket. Remember how you never actually wanted to hold them in your hand and/or gut them? Mmm...fish...now I'm getting all hungry. Perhaps I should go fishing with dad. I think my subconscious agrees since I've been dreaming about catching monstrous fish :)...perhaps a sign of what's to come?

You were in Toronto and you didn't give us a ring? sigh...come visit next time you're in town, ok?
22nd Jul, 2006 18:13 (UTC)
I've got a small layover in Toronto again tomorrow and on Monday night. But I'll be heading to and from Waterloo by bus. It's probably a bad idea to borrow a car during the weekdays.
22nd Jul, 2006 20:16 (UTC)
The answer is hypnotics.
There is a sub-harmonic coming off "the big phallic" that is brainwashing you. It's simple enough that it only affects you after repeated visits.

it's as you said, the right crowd. anywhere is good if you find the right crowd. The question is, when you are on your own in thos quiet moments, like on a balcony after a rainfall, or in a park watching the sunrise, does the city have a voice that you can hear? Does she speak to you and remind you that you're not really alone?
I don't get that in Toronto, I don't feel her personality. When I listen, all i hear is "help me, they're trying to make me something I'm not"

Then again, that might just be cuz I'm schizo.
25th Jul, 2006 00:53 (UTC)
Dude, everyone is always alone.
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