I love to shop, I have the shopping gene: Thanks, Mama. It doesn’t matter where either, I can blithely wander the aisles of hardware stores, drug stores, grocery stores, dollar stores. I am just as happy in Holt Renfrew as I am in Walmart. I can justify almost any purchase, and by the way, this is why it’s good for you to hire me when you go shopping for a house. I have all the patience in the world because it’s actually fun for me. The only time I am disinterested in the retail wonderland is at Christmas. I hate when it’s early December and someone randomly asks me: ” Are you done yet?” Done what? Don’t make the fine art of shopping sound like a chore. So in December, I don’t “shop” per se, I acquire crap and wrap it badly and throw it all under the tree that I still don’t have yet, by the way. Sometimes I don’t even wrap, I just roll it in its own bag and tie it with the ends. I am a brutal Santa SeeYouNextTuesday.
Last week, however, Roots on Bloor Street had a 25% off all purchases in their store. Whoopee, is what you are thinking, you probably scratched and saved 30% somewhere and have it all wrapped in paper you bought last year 75% off on December 26. But! Upstairs in the General Store, they set up a bar sponsored by Gibsons Finest Canadian Whisky by our friends at the Martini Club, Michelle and Laura. Now there is a brilliant idea all shops should implement. I spent 90 minutes in that store going over the merchandise (and back to the bar). There was lots going on at the General Store and no sticker shock. Those American Jews know how to make Canada cute and Christmas not seem like a plastic landfill. Here is what the store looks like, check it out and have fun shopping. Meet for cocktails when you’re done: