by edible | Mar 11, 2018 | Meal
The Violet Heathen and I wanted a drink and were wandering down Parliament. What looked like a dingy pub from the outside, Johnny G’s, turned out to be a dingy greasy spoon breakfast spot. It being the middle of the afternoon, we asked after a drink, but our choices...
by edible | Mar 9, 2018 | Meal
Sometimes, all you want is a quiet table in an underground restaurant with a stone bowl of something warm and spicy. Hana Korea delivered just that, and so it has my thanks. Bowls of noodles, beans, potatoes, kimchi (like, a cup of kimchi; they really like kimchi),...
by edible | Feb 14, 2018 | Meal
I sit on the bench and watch the line of trendy Vancouverites trial out the door. I came in between waves of lunch rush, slipping in as the swells form and go. Clean white walls, pale wood tables, and soft lighting make for a smooth ambience full of chattering tables....
by edible | Feb 11, 2018 | Meal
Hard to distinguish hipster from Vancouverite, but that’s probably the Toronto in me talking. Six of the nine wait staff wore plaid (back of house working in a lovely open kitchen monopolizing the restaurant’s front wore black). The washroom toilet paper was held on...
by edible | Jan 25, 2018 | Meal
The Bearded Butcher and the Strange Baker often show up to my place with trays of rice or garlic potatoes and gyro meat slathered in garlic and hot sauce from here. The furthest I could manage for food today was half a block from my house, and so I returned home on...
by edible | Jan 6, 2018 | Meal
I trudged through the icy wind along the construction-shattered side street to one of Toronto’s glorious all hours (open 365 days a year) hot spots. This was a discovery several years ago, and I don’t get out to 7 West enough, but each time I do, I walk away with a...
