Anyway, I've delayed long enough. I'll probably end up being fairly lazy this time around, which translates to lazy writing (bad grammar, spelling, etc). I'll apologize now. I've also lost a large chunk of the business cards I gathered to a flood at work (yes...blogging at work...bad...very bad...) so I don't have addresses of some of the locations.
Meh, life goes on. Onward and upwards...the sequel to my little adventure.
Thursday - A day to wander around
Thursday started kind of leisurely and ended up busy, which seems to be the cursed format of all my vacations. I had arranged to meet up with my cousin Ailee - we don't get to see each other much - for an afternoon of wandering around.
Since Ailee had a hair appointment and wasn't able to meet up until after 1 PM, I headed out a little earlier than usual and decided to walk up Yonge from Dundas to Yorkville rather than take the Metro.
Propaganda - What is your poo telling you?Along the way, I ran into a store called Propaganda [686 Yonge St - www.propaganda.bz], a snazzy little novelty store that features a lot of kidult and local artist memorabilia. I really do enjoy stores like this, and if I wasn't on my way to meet my cousin - could have probably spend an hour or so going through the various stuff they had.
But since time was short, I only have one item to highlight, a book called What is Your Poo Telling You? [ISBN-10: 0811857824] by M.D., Anish Sheth and Josh Richman. What is Your Poo Telling You? is a small, brown, hardcover book that humorously goes through the various "types" of poo you will most likely experience in your lifetime. It would make a 6-year-old laugh (I have it on good authority that my sense of humor is like one) or possibly an 80-year-old (I have it on good authority that old people are obsessed with bowel movements).I did not buy a copy, however, since I was suffering the aftereffects of my spending spree in Montreal like a very bad hangover. Oh well. Worse comes to worse, a copy can be found on Amazon.com, or other poo-related novelty stores near you.
University of Toronto campus - The wandering continues...
I met up with Ailee in Yorkville, and we made our way to the U of T campus so my cousin could pick up her newly printed thesis from the press. Inside the older buildings reminds me of my U of A days - yellowish lighting reflecting off dirty off-white walls and linoleum floors. Reminded me too much of how much I actually disliked university.
The outsides of the buildings are much more appealing, with an abundance of crawling ivy changing various hues of red and gold, hanging over red & brown brick exteriors. The grounds are beautifully green and well kept, and a large assortment of trees and bushes that was a little unexpected. Also, unlike U of A, there are some interesting architectural beasts lingering within the U of T grounds (i.e. "The Peacock").
I've always been curious to see what the campus of other universities are like. I've never gotten the big picture of how U of A measured up to these other learning institutions (was a little upset missing McGill while in Montreal), so I find it interesting to check it out.
Simon Sushi
Once we escaped the claws of the never ending U of T landscape, we decided to stop for a very late lunch. Ailee didn't get a chance to eat yet, and I'm always up for food (even if I'm full). We headed towards Chinatown and stopped at a little sushi shop called Simon Sushi [409 Spadina Ave]. I haven't eaten much sushi since my food poisoning incident in Vancouver last year, but I think I've finally gotten over that episode enough to enjoy a bit of raw fish once again.
We ordered a couple different rolls, some miso soup, and an order of salmon sashimi for me. In the ways of Japanese food, simple, but well prepared and full of flavor. Plus, it always makes me happy when the fish come out completely thawed (I've had partially crystallized tuna & salmon before, which is pretty disgusting).
Kensington Market - Vintage, vintage, vintage...
After lunch, we heading on to Kensington Market. To tell you the truth, I didn't really know what to expect. Every market I've ever been to all over the world have been a little bit different from each other, although a majority of them have been similar to farmer markets - with little stalls to sell wares.
Kensington is really nothing like that. I know a couple people were surprised when I mentioned that it wasn't what I was expecting, but I guess I was still thinking about little stalls. Truly, Kensington is a vintage haven, a dense concentration of little boutique stores that carry a huge assortment of second hand clothes, fabrics, accessories, knick knacks, paddy whacks, and an occasional bone.
Honestly, I'm not very good in vintage stores. I have to know what I'm looking for and be in the hunting mood before I can make any progress in the chaotic environment of a typical vintage store. If not in the mood, my brain just feels like exploding. Unfortunately, neither Ailee nor I were capable of any sort of concentration, so we more or less just walked up and down the streets rather than perusing the multitude of racks and suffering from brain splatter.
The only thing I could say definitively - if you ever need a costume, Kensington would definitely be the place to go.
Maple Leaf Gardens - Ghosts and Goblins
Wow...2/3rds of the way through my day, and not a penny spent (my cousin treated me to yummy lunch). I said goodbye to my cousin (I was meeting up with her family for dinner on Friday anyway), and headed back home to meet up with Tracy for dinner. The clouds were starting to look a little gross as I trudged back. I took a different route and ended up passing the ghostly remains of the Maple Leaf Gardens.
I'm sure in the old days, the Gardens was much more impressive, but now the bricks are stained and cracked, and the building has a tired, forlorn look about it now. I was told that the building had been purchased for a project, but no progress has been made for a while, so for now it stands, lonely and dark, until salvation or destruction comes for it.
Panorama - Cityscapes at night...
I made it home before it started raining. Tracy came home and we ate leftover tuna pizza (I made a second one with the leftover ingrediants) and laksa.
After slouching around, digesting our food, we headed out with Tracy's friend, Brent, to Panorama [51st floor - Manualife Centre - 55 Bloor St West], a bar & lounge famous for it's spectacular panoramic view of the city. The interior is modern, lush, and snazzy, and so dimly lit that if you're eyes have not adjusted, you'll probably end up walking into a patron or too. The exterior walls are floor to ceiling windows with doors that go outside to a patio/balcony on either side of the restaurant.
I ordered a pina colada and could not resist getting the smoked salmon appetizer (smoked salmon addict here). I can't remember the costs (because I don't have the bill), but unsurprisingly, beverages and appetizers are not cheap on the 51st floor. However, I'm also told, the prices are reasonable, considering how other like places (i.e. CN Tower 360), are exorbitantly priced. At the very least, they won't charge you for the elevator ride up the building. Drinks ranged from around $6 - $10, and appetizers, if my lousy memory serves me correctly, around $12 - $18,...I think.
The pina colada had a rum punch stronger than I was accustomed to (not a good drinking night for me), and probably was not the happiest pairing I could have made with smoked salmon, but stuff like that rarely stops me from enjoying anything. Even if there was something wrong with my plate, I wouldn't be able to see it anyway since there was barely any light...lol.
After our drinks and food, we headed out onto the patio. It was cold and windy, though I can see that on a beautiful night, it would be nice to hang out on the large comfy loungers. Though warmth was something to be desired, the skies had cleared, and the rain had stopped. The nightscape of Toronto really was stunning and widely spread. I took some timed exposures, unfortunately, with the wind blowing as hard as it was, most of the pictures ended up being shaky and indistinct.
I think we lasted all of about 10 minutes on the balcony before turning tail and heading back into the warmth of the restaurant. The rum was working quickly through me, and I was probably as bright as Rudolph's nose could ever get. So we called it a night, headed back home, and passed out, content in a warm, though borrowed bed.
Friday - Times a wasting...
Friday was the day I was going to meet up with my relatives for dinner, but I didn't have to meet up with my cousin until 5, so I headed out towards the Distillery District for a bit of sight seeing and a bit of trepidation in my heart as I hear the shopping would be...interesting. If only I had known.
King StreetI took King street to head east, which is heavily speckled with high end home decor & furniture stores. The fact that I'm traveling does wonders for my will power when it comes to this stuff. I'm not interested in lugging back large boxes, or paying a fortune to ship things home, so I avoided the painful torture of drooling over pieces I could not afford to have.
I can see, however, how interior decorators can have a ridiculous amount of fun in Toronto. The variety available is staggering, if expensive.
The Distillery District
I figure it took me about 20 minutes to walk from Dundas/Yonge to the District. I'm a fair slow walker to begin with, and I was going at a snail's pace doing all that window shopping on King Street. When I arrived at the Distillery...I thought I got the wrong place. Rather than a quaint little area, I was staring at the monstrous skeleton of what is soon to be a new condo living building.
I checked my map again which seemed to indicate that the Distillery would be located behind the building, so I skirted around the construction...'lo and behold, the remarkably low brick buildings were sitting quietly in the shadow of the condo.
I know Toronto is all about the fusion of new and old architecture, but it seems kind of a shame that the demand for new housing would manifest in such an obtrusive way. Whatever...probably just me anyway.
LileoLileo was the first stop I made. As soon as I went it, I sensed I would have to keep a very tight reign in on my will power. Must...not...buy. Lileo is a huge loft style store that carries an incredibly diverse amount of...stuff. Clothes, books, novelty items, accessories...the list goes on and on.
Their selection of books, which covers a large range of design, logo, and branding subjects, is impressive. Must...not...buy.
I figure I spent about a good hour and a half loitering in Lileo. That could have been very dangerous for me, and I was so proud of myself for walking away, managing to escape unscathed, wallet intact, and buying conscience clear.
CorktownI really should have stopped while I was ahead. This next store proved to be my downfall, and in a way, sort of blindsided me as I went in. Corktown is a tiny little jewelry store that carries a variety of unique designer jewelery. Stores like these, I'm usually safe in. For the most part, the jewelery is out of my price range, or do not offer the style of jewelery that intrigues me.
I was lulled into a sense of complacency and as a result, I ended up purchasing a gorgeous, incredibly unique ring for $200. Dear god. They should have signs up with "Dangerous for Shopaholics" on them.
Still reeling from my ridiculous ring purchase, I continued my tour of the Distillery. It was a pretty quiet day, not many people about. I found the brewery, but did not going in for a drink. I still needed to walk home, and walking home drunk in an unfamiliar city would be a pretty bad idea.So I bypassed the pub, and instead found what was either a haven or hell...depending on which perspective I chose. Before I came to Toronto, I had purchased a little travel book that highlighted some of the most interesting design places to visit. I conveniently forgot it on my kitchen counter, but remembered one picture of a store front that incited a reaction similar to a kid discovering the existence of Disneyland (I wanna go I wanna go I wanna gooooooo...)
Bergo DesignsHowever, because I forgot the book, I didn't know where it was, or the name of the store. And glory be, as I turn the corner...there it was...Bergo Designs [www.bergo.ca]...the mysterious store front I saw in my little travel book. It was beautiful.
And I was in deep...deep...deep trouble. I'm sure as you're reading this, you're recognizing the downwards spiral of a recovering addicts relapse. And despite my foreknowledge of my turmoil, I went into Bergo Designs, much like a moth drawn to a flame...or an alcoholic to a bottle of vodka.
You know why I was in trouble? Bergo Designs carries one of my favorite kitchen/decor brands...Blomus [www.blomus.com]. Blomus has not been readily available in Edmonton until recently (I've just discovered a couple new shops). I discovered this brand when I was in Calgary and fell in love with the functional, yet minimalistic contemporary designs.
I ended up purchasing about $100 worth of items...a Ritzenhoff tea cup, a measuring tape, a wall mountable notepaper roll holder (whatever), and a couple neat little key chains for souvenirs for my mom & uncle. I spent 2 hours in there, humming and hawing over what I should buy and what I could walk away from. And if you're wondering what on earth I was thinking buying what I did...I use them all...often. Especially that notepaper holder thingy - uses receipt rolls so I can easily make lists. Sounds ridiculous, but I'm amazed how often I use it. I shouldn't be surprised though since I can't remember anything unless I write it down. It's my favorite purchase from Bergo.Dinnertime - Asian Legend
The clouds were starting to roll in when I started walking back. By the time I got home, it started pouring rain. I guess it was a good thing I left when I did. My poor cousin Sophia got a little lost trying to find my friend's condo, and when we finally met up, it was already close to 6.
My relatives live in North York - so we took the metro up the Yonge line and got off the Sheppard stop. After a brief stop at the house, we headed to Asian Legend [125 Ravel Road, North York www.asianlegend.ca], a Chinese restaurant that specializes in Northern Chinese cuisine.
To tell you the truth, it's been so long, I can't really remember what I ate. The dishes were unusual to what I've become accustomed to in a typical high-end Chinese restaurant - mostly do to the fact my cousins chose non-traditional dishes. As much as I would like to give details...wow...I can't. LOL.
I was impressed with the variety of dishes that Asian Legend offered, both for the seasoned Chinese cuisine connoisseur, or adventurous newbie. Their menus are available online of you'd like to take a peek. If you're in the area and have a hankering for Chinese food, you might want to give it a try.
Saturday - Errand Day
My vacation was quickly wrapping up. The weekend was here, so Tracy was free to come gallivanting with me to fill in my remaining hours in TO. We had a housewarming to attend in the evening, so we thought we would cram in our errands before then.
Breakfast...mmm...baconTracy and I have learned that the two of us are pretty low energy and useless unless we get a good breakfast into our stomachs. Tracy took me to The Senator [249 Victoria Street, www.thesenator.com], Toronto's oldest restaurant, which serves a mean and hearty bacon & egg dish called the Senator Breakfast up until 11:30am for $7.95. I love this little restaurant. The layout is long and skinny, and though I'm not a fan of squishy places, I find the quirkiness of the Senator to be quite appealing (almost a Seinfeld moment here, people).
Once we were fueled up, we went on a rampage of stops that took us back to the Mont Blanc Boutique, through the University of Toronto Campus, and multiple stops in Chinatown to pick up some items for the housewarming.
To Anime or not to Anime...that is the question
While in Chinatown, I stumbled across Toronto's offering of an homage to anime memorabilia. AnimExtreme [315 Spadina Ave, http://store.animextreme.ca] is a typical collector's haven, an underground hole in the wall, crammed to the gills with various toys, dolls, dvds, cosplay, and other like accessories from Japan's unique comic & cartoon genre.
Though I have dabbled in the anime world for almost a decade, I've only hovered at the edge of fandom, because to tell you the truth - the hard core fans scare the crap out of me. LOL. And trust me...this is on the same level as those who get married as Star fleet officers, use "the force" in their daily lives, or play video games until they're hospitalized due to lack of food, water, or sleep.
I lasted all of 5 minutes in AnimExtreme, long enough to grab a couple of presents for friends and make a hasty retreat. There was already a weekend crowd crammed in there, make the little dungeon alarmingly claustrophobic. Tracy was happy to wait for me at the entrance rather than rub elbows with squealing adolescents drooling over overpriced questionable products (some of the items were definitely bootlegs, which seems almost inevitable in stores like these).
This would explain why I make almost all my purchases online now - most straight from Japan (yes, I'm an anime snob and a complete nerd...ahahahha).
Through Queen Street West again...
After stomping through almost every single Chinese supply store for our wishlist items, we stopped at
Active Surplus Electronics [347 Queen West Street, www.activesurplus.com], otherwise known as the "gorilla in the orange shirt store". Active Surplus Electronics carries every knick knack, bobble, thingamajiggy, whachamacallits, whosits, and whatits known to man. I picked up couple dozen test tubes & corks (don't ask me what for, still figuring that one out), and Tracy picked up a little rubber foot for...er...something missing a rubber foot? LOL.
Soooo hungry...
We made our weary way back home, ladened with a ridiculous amount of packages and bags. We dropped our parcels off, cleaned ourselves up and headed back out (with same packages & bags) to the housewarming.
However, taking a cue from our crankiness and rumbling stomachs, we decided to have dinner first rather than try and fill up our empty stomachs with party munchies.
Mmmm...Vietnamese noodle soup - The Peach Garden
I love Vietnamese pho noodle soup...and especially on days where I'm a little tired and cold. So it was a perfect time for a big bowl of pho, from one of the few decent Vietnamese restaurants Tracy could find in the Toronto area.
The Peach Garden [don't know the addy, will have to find out] is a small, mostly clean restaurant, with sturdy furniture, and fast service. Tracy and I could barely hold ourselves upright due to the lack of fuel in our systems. The bowls we ordered came out in less than ten minutes, steaming hot and smelling delicious. And in total silence, we consumed our meals in just as much time.
The regular size is large, with great noodle to meat proportions (I actually finished my noodles before my meat). The meat was varied, and soft, not chewy. The broth, which is key to a great bowl of pho, was an excellent balance, not too salty or bland.
Nothing is more memorable than a meal you have when you're on the edge of starvation. This was definitely one of them. Thanks to the The Peach Garden for saving us from an evening stuffing ourselves at the munchie bar. It was a delicious meal indeed.
Housewarming party - the dangers of Soho lychee liquor...
Now pleasantly full of pho, we headed to Tracy's friend's home. Brent did a spectacular renovation job on his home. Beautiful dark hardwood floors, incredible floor to ceiling cabinets for storage, a beautiful staircase accented with glass panels and steel - it was a labour of love that took him years to complete. And now that it was done, the end result really was stunning and unique.
To help celebrate, Brent stocked a full and complete liquor inventory and featured two martinis for everyone to enjoy: a chocolate martini, and a lychee martini.
I have always been a fan of the lychee fruit and juice, but I never had Soho's Lychee (Litchi) vodka based liqueur before. Brent's recipe included a shot of Soho, a shot of vodka, a shot of lychee syrup, a shot of lychee juice, handful of ice, shaken, not stirred, and a lychee fruit for garnish.By my third drink, I simplified the recipe to this, 2 shots of juice, 2 shots of Soho, on the rocks. I've always been a fan of sweeter, stronger drinks (girly drinks some will say) such as Baileys, tawney port, and various liqueurs. I stick to the ones that remind me no matter how drunk I am, what I'm drinking is most definitely alcohol. Unfortunately, Soho is NOT one of those liqueurs. It's one of the most dangerous kinds...where it doesn't taste like alcohol at all, but packs a punch at a 21% alcohol (if you go with Brent's recipe, even more so with vodka which sits at around 38-40% alcohol).
So now I've found a new drinking vice. My only savior is that Soho is not very common in pubs.
Sunday - the last day and still no rest...
So it's my last day in Toronto. We had a late night, so Tracy and I had a fairly late morning...well..later anyway. My ride back to the airport didn't leave until 7PM, so it was a last chance day to fit in any remaining sites and shopping I could afford. But before we went anywhere, it was food first and foremost, even it if was more brunch than breakfast.
What's for Brunch? - Shrimp Mee Fun (Fried Noodles)
This time around, I was cooking one of my mom's specialty dishes, Shrimp Mee Fun. Like almost all the dishes I have in my repertoire, the recipe is 80% ingredient preparation, and 20% actual cooking.
Ingredients:
1 package of vermicelli noodles
1/2 cup of dried shrimp
2/3 stalks of green onion OR 1/2 cup of chopped chives
1 cup of sliced BBQ pork
3-4 large eggs
3 cloves of garlic
3-4 shallots
Lots of cooking oil (any will do)
Salt
Pepper
Garlic chili sauce
I usually start off with the dried shrimp. It usually takes about half to 2/3rds of a package, which should be soaked for about 5-10 minutes. When the shrimp is squishy to the touch, either use a mortar & pestal to break them up into smaller, rough bits, or throw them into a small food processor and roughly chop them up.
Peel the cloves of garlic, and chop into small pieces. Peel and chop the shallots - you may leave them in loose rings, or slice again for smaller pieces. Chop your chives or onions into small pieces. Keep these separate from your other ingredients as the chives/onions will be one of the last ingredients you'll add.
Soak the vermicelli noodles in cold water until the noodles are loose and malleable (approximately 10 minutes) and then drain them.
Break all your eggs into a bowl and beat them lightly with a fork. Add about a tsp of salt and/or pepper. In a separate frying pan on medium heat, use the egg batter to make thin omelettes. When they're done, slice the omelettes into thin strips.
Woks are usually best for noodles like this, as they provide a larger frying surface so you can work quickly in high heat and still hold in all your ingredients without messy overflow. Bring your wok to a temperature between medium and high. Pour in a pool of cooking oil about 3" in diameter (approximately 5 tbsp). Add both garlic & shallots and fry until golden. Remove from the wok.
Add the chopped shrimp to the wok. Make sure all the shrimp is covered in the pool of oil...if some are not covered, add more. Cook the shrimp until they become fragrant and then remove.
Add more oil to the existing pool until it's about 4" in diameter. Bring your heat up to high. Add the noodles, shrimp, garlic, & shallots. Fold your noodles over and repeat until your ingredients are well mixed. Add about 2 tbsp of garlic chili sauce (more or less depending on your liking for heat) and mix again. On high heat - this should take about 7-10 minutes for your noodles to be cooked nicely. If you like your noodles slightly crispier, allow the noodles to sit in the wok a little longer before folding.
When your noodles have reached the consistency you like, add the eggs, chives, and BBQ pork as garnish and then serve.
Ooooo...smart, day pass, why didn't we use it yesterday?!
That's right folks...for some reason even though we were all over the downtown core on Saturday, we forgot that rather than walking all that time, we could have used the Metro (gasp). Even better yet, their day pass is only $9 and is good for 2 people for the whole day.
Man, if we had only remembered it for Saturday, we could have saved ourselves a whole lot of pain...
Back to Queen Street West - 3rd time the charm...
We headed back to Queen Street West and once more I visited the Magic Pony (did I mention I love that store?), picked up a couple more Smorkin' Labbits, and then headed east to check out some of the furniture/decor stores I avoided my first time around.
Urban Mode
Urban Mode [145 Tecumseth Street, urbanmode.com] is a high-end little decor store that carries none other than Blomus, thank god I got that out my of system already. Their items are a tad cheaper than Bergo Designs, so if you can't get out to the Distillery District, this place is a great place to go. Thankfully, I wasn't in the mood to buy expensive decor stuff, so we left without making any sacrifices to the alter of shopping.
Morba Corp - They gave my glasses away *sob*I found a new favorite store...one that I love even more than Bergo Designs or the Magic Pony (yes, you heard me). Morba Corp [667 Queen Street West] is an explosion of eclectic tastes, covering almost every single vice I have (except anime and liqueurs). They carry new & vintage designer decor & furniture, and a huge assortment of knick knacks for your office, kitchen, home, etc. It looks a little bit like a rummage sale, but I could have spent hours in that store (I think we did spent hours in that store) just looking through the "cool" stuff they had.
Unfortunately, I will also remember this store for bringing one of a shopaholic's worse nightmares to reality. I found a couple of beautiful & quirky Ritzenhoff glasses. Normally glasses like these will go for around $35-50 per glass, but they were going for $20. I know what you're thinking - not much of a deal...but good enough for me.
I was so excited...a couple of my Ritzenhoffs broke at home, and I was pleased to have found replacements at a reasonable price. I left the two glasses with the cashier up front to put aside while I look around more. When I was finally ready, a teary eyed sale girl told me she accidentally put my glasses in another customer's bag (FOR FREE!!!!!) ARGH!
Is that not a total kick in the gut? I kind of felt like a little kid whose got her lollipop taken away. After that, I lost all enthusiasm for shopping, deflated like a popped balloon.
Harbourfront Centre - Glass BlowingSo after I lost my shopping mojo, we headed down to the harbour, and took a peek inside the Harbourfront Centre. Several artists were hard at work in their studios, but the area that fascinated me the most was the glass blowing section. A couple artists were working in here, and a small crowd had formed on the balcony above, observing their progress and they heated and then molded a large glass piece.
I've always wanted to try glass blowing, unfortunately, I am NOT skilled at 3-dimensional art, plus I'm extremely accident prone. I don't even want to imagine what kind of trouble I could get into in place with hot metal, hot glass, pointy tools, ovens, and blow torches.
I guess it's my inability to work with materials such as these that only increase my appreciation for those that can. Man, the girl working the glass had pipes on her! LOL.
Random Final ThoughtsSo my trip is finally at an end. It's taken me longer to write this damn blog than for me to go on the vacation itself. Figures, huh? I think I'm not made out for this blogging thing. I'm terrible at it. Just some final thought and observations about Toronto in general.
Public Transport
So I found it kind of interesting that both tokens and tickets were available. The tokens are cute little two-tone coins, even smaller than your typical dime. I wanted to keep one as a souvenir, but ended up exchanging with Tracy for a ticket instead.
She told me that tokens were generally hoarded by Torontonian commuters. This is because tokens have no values stamped on them. If the cost of tokens go up, the ones you purchased before are still good. Tickets, however, have the values on them, so if the price changes, the tickets are no longer valid for a trip.
On a side note: I've also discovered I have my own street. How fucking cool is that?! LOL.
Shoppers Drug Mart
I guess there just aren't enough drugs out there or something. I swear it's like Starbucks in Vancouver. Every street has a Shoppers Drug Mart on it. Every mall, every building, every corner. It's crazy. They sell tickets for your popular local attractions such as the zoo or the Hockey Hall of Fame. They're selling groceries, like bread, milk, and eggs, and this past Christmas, the ever desirable Nintendo Wii.
It's a Superstore concept crammed into a corner store format. Interesting indeed.
Hotdogs & Pizza
Okay...I'm not sure if it's just because I'm traveling that I noticed this, but I discovered while walking down the streets of downtown Toronto...Torontonians have a love affair with hot dogs and pizza. More pizza than hot dogs...but they're still there...in brightly light signs in huge, bold, black letters. On every other street (not every street like Shoppers...lol).
And it's not even a name. The signs just say "PIZZA" or "HOT DOGS" or "HOT DOGS & PIZZA". Now there's branding for you. Marketing, eat your heart out.
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