Pretty close to leaving Toronto now, but still enjoying plenty of it nevertheless!
Saturday we finally took the advice of a good friend and headed for The Communist's Daughter, a bar on Dundas St W. Wow, how did we not come here before!? It's super intimate, as it only seats about 20; the band was amazing, and it was so cool to be that close to the artists; and they had a delicious stout on tap. And the singer, Ori Dagan - he's got the voice, and he's got the personality - check him out if you live in Toronto! We spent an incredible couple of hours there. Loved it!
From there, we headed to another special spot - a diner that's been serving Toronto since 1932, The Lakeview. Maybe it's the feeling I won't find a place like this in a long time, but the stout (the same one I had at The Communist's Daughter) and the deep friend pickles, plus the atmosphere, made me very happy. (yeah, I know what you're thinking, "it wasn't the place, it was the stouts"; whatever)
"What's this?" you'll ask. Nothing special, actually. Toronto's not a pretty city. I mean, it's not beautiful. But I find it incredibly interesting, and I've more than enjoyed my years here. So here's an ordinary view, just because I don't need to make her pretty to love her.
Our last stop was Furama, on Spadina, for a sesame ball with red bean paste! Nom nom nom! Having access to these very typically Chinese desserts was one of the highlights of living here, for sure. I mean, sesame balls? really???
Thanks for the amazing music scene, for the stereotypically - in a good way - North American experiences, and your übertasty diversity.