It was a very soggy Tuesday in Toronto and I was extra damp after walking four blocks to a breakfast place I’d noticed last night only to find that it didn’t open until 11:00. Apparently it’s more of a bar and only serves hangover breakfasts.
Monday:
- Breakfast in Kensington Market.
- Lots of walking and subwaying (is that a verb?) mostly downtown, Danforth Village, and the University of Toronto area.
- Lunch at the Coach House on Yonge Street, a quite wonderful old diner in a stretch of old low-rise commercial buildings that’s probably doomed.
- More books, and I accidentally just happened upon he final day of the University of Toronto’s annual Friends of the Library book sale. Just walked on campus, saw a sign, and there it was. Love when that happens.
- Dinner at Falafel Queen, followed by a nighttime drive around the city.
Today:
- Soggy trek to an uneventful breakfast.
- Back to the hotel to do some work that couldn’t wait till after vacation.
- Lurked around The Beach and had lunch at a diner on Queen Street East that provided a great salad and a very terse (OK…rude) waitress.
- Revisited that bookstore on Spadina and scored some amazing stuff, including a 1959 annual report from Loblaws.
- Dinner with a friend and former coworker from SF who’s back in his native Toronto now.
Off to Montreal tomorrow.