Monthly Archives: October 2010

28

Oct. ’10

I’m In With The In Crowd

The In Crowd on a Wednesday night, blithely unaware of who got voted off on “Survivor”

I’m a circumstantial hermit, socially speaking.  I spend the evenings with my dog and the t.v. but my day takes me all sorts of places where I see people and have conversations even.  A typical one would go like this:

Me:  Oh hi, Rhoda (random name), how’s it going?

Rhoda:  Oh great!  Went to Carlu last night for that fundraiser for cute abandoned puppies.  Didn’t you get my e-mail?

Me:  What e-mail?  No….

Rhoda:  I sent you an invite.  The food was fantastic.  All the booze you could drink.  There was a litter of Shiba Inu puppies there and celebrities, too.  John Stamos was at our table, you know he’s still single and he likes tall women.

Me:  Redonkulous!  (jokes, I would never actually say that, but I would watch Survivor, which is where that term became popular)  I want a puppy!  I love John Stamos!  and food and booze…..how come I missed this?

Well, here’s why how come:  there is an event invitation box on the right side of your Facebook page.  Now I used to get these in Notifications but you know how Facebook likes to shake things up, well I’ve been missing all sorts of things for a long time until yesterday.  I got in just in time to RSVP for POP!   a group art show at 920 Eastern Ave, which runs until October 31.  It’s open from 1-6 and I suggest you go if you’re looking to buy some art.  There were some really great pieces there by Heather Dunn, David Brown, MJ Steenberg, David Trevor, and Mary Wong.  There was a piece by Mary that actually made me gasp, it was a blue grotto…”grotto”  makes me think of the Playboy mansion and that episode of Sex and The City where Carrie and Miranda make a wrong turn, where all the bunnies are in the hot tub and Miranda says: “Look, tit soup!”  Yes, I watch too much tv, but I’m out now.  Here is what I saw last night and links to the artists’ websites below:

And here is the Blue Grotto by Mary Wong ( Christmas is coming, Santa):

And wait there is more.  A couple of hot cheese mongers from about cheese were there carving hunks and wheels of fine artisan cheeses.  And this is what I ate:

I love cheese, especially this batch and they actually sell it to Loblaws which is across the street which superhandy.  Go grocery shopping and then check out the show this week only until October 31!  910 Eastern Ave, Open daily 1-6 pm or by appointment 416-805-6740

click on the name for their websites:  Heather Dunn, David Brown, MJ Steenberg, David Trevor, and Mary Wong

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26

Oct. ’10

W32 + M3 – 1 Cow = H*O*P*E

Mary-Margaret McMahon finding out she won (by a landslide) her seat for Ward 32 at the Naval Club

My timing is almost always wrong.  I’m always a little too early or way too late and ill-prepared.  Last Wednesday, I went to the dentist but I was a week early, which means I have to go back tomorrow, ugh.  Last Sunday, I was walking Betty by the fire hall  and there was a girl guide selling cookies (the mint chocolate ones!) but I didn’t have a twenty on me, which is enough for 5 boxes which is my usual order.  When I came back, I was too late, she was gone.  I was even born in the wrong decade.  I should have been born in the 1940s so I could have been sashaying around in pencil skirts like the real Madmen instead of the fake Banana Republic Madmen which I resent because those sweater sets are not the same without a bullet bra underneath.  And if I was born in the 40s I could have been part of the woman’s movement, instead of having to witness its demise by watching the Jersey Shore and listening to any given song by Kanye West.  But I am not bitter, I walk the drunkard’s walk of randomness and I will inevitably reach my target.

Last night was a celebration of perfect timing and preparation.  It was my pleasure to volunteer as a scrutineer for the Mary-Margaret McMahon campaign on election day yesterday.  Sandra Bussin has been our councillor since she defeated the devil-you-know, Tom Jakobek years ago.  For some reason, people kept voted her back in maybe because  of her ageless Dorian Gray sign recognition.   As we know, the real Sandra Bussin does not look like that (see previous post).  The people of the Beaches have spoken because they came out in droves to vote.  There were line ups at every polling station, the one I was at went around the block.  It was like they were giving away Christmas turkeys at Honest Ed’s.  And it wasn’t because people cared about the next mayor because that was a choice between a buffoon and another buffoon.  I have to say this to George Smitherman:  You are a gracious loser but do not wear purple!  It makes your teeth look like the colour of a mid-flow urine sample.  Anyway, in Ward 32,  M3 won with 65% of the votes which is fantastic.  And so was the party at the Naval Club on Gerrard at Woodbine.  And for once I was in the right place at the right time:  free beer and food!  Here’s to change and hope!

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21

Oct. ’10

The End of Bad Hair Days

Please Don’t Do This

Normally I don’t think about politics at all.  I think more about my hair.  I’m in the process of growing it out, by the way.  You know how a woman cuts her hair when she is pregnant or she ditches some crappy man?  Maybe it’s something about change and rebirth.  I’m in the opposite stage, I’m not having a baby and I feel like I’m dying a little every day.  So I’m not going to cut my hair and see how that goes.  And speaking of hair and change, the municipal election is coming up on October 25.  I have some thoughts about the mayoral candidates and reserve the right to change my mind but I definitely know who I’m voting for councillor in Ward 32.  While I am thinking about hair, I am also thinking it’s time for a change.  Let’s just call “hair” a metaphor for political platform and say somebody is using too much hairspray and has split ends and needs a new ‘do, not to mention maybe some Botox (shhh, it’s fine, I’ve tried it, it stops you from squinting and getting headaches and improves peripheral vision) and a new wardrobe while we are at it:

The real Sandra Bussin, as you can see from this picture, even her campaign signs are old

About a month ago, one of the other candidates came to my door and we had a little chat.  Mary-Margaret McMahon had a lot to offer.  She has really good hair.  She actually cares about community spirit.  I liked her so much, I volunteered to help her campaign and I am urging everyone in the hood to vote for her!!!  Please check out her website here:

Mary-Margaret McMahon for Ward 32, the change is going to be good

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14

Oct. ’10

Digging For Fire

Quad East Indoor Cycling Studio at 672 Queen East

My loins are on fire.  I’ll let you know what happened but first let me share with you my brilliant business idea, and if you steal it, I will go all Winklevoss on you.  You know how men go golfing and before they head home, they dip into the Rub and Tug for a little stress relief?  Yes, they do, sometimes the guys forget I’m a lady and they tell me things they don’t want their wives to know.  Well, something like that should exist for women, we can call it the Swirl and Twirl!  I actually thought I was going to get something like that when I went to Body Blitz last winter but instead I was made to wear plastic underwear and sprayed down with a hose like at a car wash.  I think that most ladies, after devouring confit-soaked chevre logs at their book club meetings would  hit that before heading home.  In fact they probably wouldn’t even bother with reading the book at all.

As for me, a LOCA (lady of a certain age), I have to go to far more obtuse measures to bitch slap my mojo out of the Snuggie and off the couch.  Last night my friend and I went to Quad East, click here for more info, an indoor cycling studio for a good old fashioned spin class.  Now I’ve been spinning for 13 years and I even have my teaching certificate, so I can call myself a veteran.  I ride bareback in shorts with no lining.  This is the first time that I’ve been to Quad and I have to say, it’s the coolest studio I’ve ever been to.  It’s spacious with disco balls hanging from the lofty ceilings.  Upstairs there is another huge studio space for Pilates classes and the women’s change room is like in an old office with modern showers.  The vibe is very friendly, sometimes spinning people can be intimidating in their skintight Spandex outfits, clomping around in their metal soled shoes like they are dressed for Halloween.  Quad has the Schwinn bikes, which are my favourite and easiest to use.  Lucky for us, the class was headed by Bruce, one of the most dynamic instructors in the city.  His voice is like a baritone sexed up Darth Vader and he looks like the UPS delivery man, the one in your dreams who delivers your package every afternoon, come rain or shine.  Here he is:

Bruce, he’s got the quads and other things, at Quad East

The Cycling studio at Quad East

It was a great class and Bruce, let’s just call him the mojo whisperer, did his job superbly.   It’s all about cadence and tunes.  And as a bonus, Quad East is on that fun block (just west of Jilly’s) where my favourite pub, Prohibition is and where we went afterwards.  I did something wild and crazy which was ordered the chicken lollipops (drumsticks) with the hottest sauce known to humanity.  They were freakishly hot and my skull felt like warm velvet until I got home.  And yes, today the burning ring of fire has kept me housebound for the morning but it’s all good!  The embers are still aglow.

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09

Oct. ’10

A Change in Weather

It’s Thanksgiving weekend here in Canada, have you turned your heat on yet?  Me, not yet, but have been walking around in the house wearing a Snuggie.  I am thankful that the weather is fantastic and that the leaves are still on the trees so that the Chore Family next door won’t get any ideas for the long weekend, like raking while I sit on my porch and watch until the guilt sets it.  I am also thankful my sister will be making a turkey on Sunday.  Although, you know, the only way I really like a roasted turkey is when it’s sitting on the counter waiting for someone to cut it.  I like sneaking by, picking the greasy, loose, dark, bits at the bottom, and pilfering the pope’s nose while no one is watching.  Also  I am thankful that my deep fryer is broken and I won’t be compelled to host one of my disastrous Misfit Monday parties.  This is where I would deep fry a turkey and everything else I could get a hold of and invite some motley neighbours, get them liquored up, and then FIGHT!  The emotional aftermath to contend with was nothing compared to having to dispose of 16 liters of spent canola oil, and THAT little secret will stay with me until the end.  But I am sad about the deep fryer though because a deep fried turkey is a wondrous thing, even the white meat tastes dark.  Mmmm, meat….and speaking of meat, Meat on the Beach, 1860 Queen Street East is the place to go to order a turkey, or a ham.  And anything else including gourds and pumpkins because Halloween is just around the corner!        Meat on the Beach 1860 Queen Stree East

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02

Oct. ’10

Mama Mimi

Mi Mi’s Restaurant, 668 Gerrard Street East at Howland

I was sick this week!  I don’t know what it was but it left me baffled and wanting my mama.  And soup.  Although I pretty much always want soup.  As a child, I ate it everyday in elementary school.  I would walk home for lunch (through the woods behind the sugar shack which was a mile from the school, true!) and I would slurp down a bowl of Campbell’s Noodle O’s while watching the Flintstones.  Those were the days, my friend.  I still jones for the old can but I’m more apt to make from scratch….not really, when I am sick I am part baby, part slave driver, so the recipe is here.  When I can’t wait for you to make chicken stock and need a heaping dose of mama love right away, I head to queen of noodle soup, Mi Mi (her real name is Ni) and her Vietnamese magic bowl of goodness.  I always order spring rolls first, then the mixed noodle bowl with bbq pork, it all looks like this:

first course:  Spring Rolls

The soup:  egg noodles, big fat rice noodles, and bbq pork

Also, speaking of the Flintstones, it was their 50th anniversary the day I ate the soup which was yesterday (am still a little delirious)…here is a little a tribute, a picture of Alan Reed, the voice of Freddy (who I named my son after!):

And R.I.P. Tony Curtis who was Stoney Curtis on my all-time favourite episode, here’s the you tube clip

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