Last night we got a bit cray-cray and watched Wedding Crashers followed by The King of Comedy. In keeping with living on the edge, I ate dinner–some sushi and sashimi that we […]
My four-day-long Nova Scotia holiday glow disappeared fast on my flight back to Toronto. There was an adult a few rows back who insisted on playing a video game on their tablet involving laughing […]
I think I’ve seen the Beast cry three times: during certain parts of Ken Burns’ Civil War documentary; certain parts of Ken Burns’ Jazz documentary; and, always, over the ending of Dances […]
Foodie: I love your outfit. Beast: I don’t know about it. I don’t think it’s very me.
The Beast didn’t get home until 10:00 p.m last night because he worked late. So I came home to an empty house. At first, I thought I could wait to eat dinner […]
The Beast and I met up at the big Chapters at the corner of Bay and Bloor on Tuesday night. I found him in the politics section, gently turning over a tome […]
Descending the steps into the Keg–it’s a steakhouse–at Yonge and Eglinton: Foodie: When did the Keg get so damn cool?! Beast: It’s like a jazz bar. Foodie: Yeah, a jazz bar! Low […]