The prep for the 2015 Pan Am Games continues at Queen’s Quay and Jarvis, with promises of extra camera-fodder to come later this summer (at least from what I can see from my 4th storey perch):
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A.K.A. The George Brown College Chef School, this is Hume’s second pick for his best buildings of Toronto list. I would’ve thought that, maybe, it had something to do with its association with Susur Lee, or maybe some kinda proud culinary tradition or some such junk, but instead Hume likes the building mostly because aspiring chefs can have their kitchen failures ogled by random pedestrians passing by outside — the front is all glass.
Personally, I think Chris is out to lunch with this pick. Maybe he’s simply bit off more than he can chew. Or, if you want, chalk it up to a difference in tastes.
Enough awful food-oriented punnery? Let’s watch the video:
According to the Toronto Star’s Christopher Hume, everybody’s always asking him what the best and worst buildings in the city are. Plus, everybody loves a list. Who am I to argue with such hyperbole-free reasoning? Besides, I have my own faves, and although Chris’ picks would probably make my own Top-20 list, I’m not convinced everybody, everywhere, throughout all known time and dimensions, would agree with either of us. Still, Chris’ picks are a good place to start.
Here’s his #5 pick, the Pure Spirit building that marks the north-west corner of the Distillery District and which, as Mr. Hume so aptly points out, brought order and reason to an area of town that barely obeyed the laws of physics.
Found this item while browsing through Alexa reviews today:
How cute! I have my first hater! It’s not really official until you have haterz, but still…
Well, let me assure you, Mister suckafree, that my heart bleeds most profusely at the points of those sharp criticisms. That “anyone can make a blog”, comment cut deep, sir. I would like to take a moment, however, to remind you that:
Art + Alcohol = The Distillery District
I mean, how else do you explain things like this?
And here I am walking all the way home like a sucker. What the hell am I paying all those service fees for?!
Sarah and I did some casual, Sunday afternoon, stroll-y type shopping at the Cherry Street T&T yesterday. It was my intention to give her a taste (yes, pun included), of my years in Taiwan — at least in terms of product selection. We were missing the traditionally oppressive humidity and funky odours known as “authentic street cuisine”, but with its hordes of English-less products, mystery ingredients (on the labels we could read), and unintentionally hilarious packaging, I feel pretty satisfied with the authenticity of the store. And to top off a fully immersive experience, you should always walk out feeling a little more ignorant than when you came in — mission accomplished! Well, maybe ignorant isn’t the exact word, but I’m sure you get the gist.
…the wide open boulevards of our fair city this pleasant afternoon with my girl.
This is why hatchbacks are generally a bad idea. If you currently own one, consider selling it or trading it in before something like this happens:
Toronto’s version of the storms that have been ravaging the U.S.: brief, pleasant, politically correct; 100% Canadian.
... with pictures
... with sounds
... with videos
... with opinions
... that's shorter
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