Sunday was an interesting day. I started off making a pancake. This was on the smaller side, partly because I didn't throw in a banana. This was a cherry-blueberry pancake. I thought I would try to keep it a bit more modest because we were going to try this African place near the LCBO.
Thus, I got a bit of a late start, not making it to the gym until right before noon. I did a compressed workout and did the grocery shopping, and was back by around 1:30.
We set out, only to find that due to "technical difficulties," whatever those might have been, the restaurant was closed until sometime next week. This was incredibly frustrating, and I debated just giving up and rescheduling, but we ended up wandering down to Queen.
After some debate, we went into BKK Thai. I ordered the curry noodles and a Thai iced tea.
It was tasty, but it was pretty soupy and would have been better with some rice to soak up the extra broth. I had thought it was something else with silver noodles, and I'll just have to ask what that was the next time I am there.
We didn't get back until 3:30! So I had a bit of time to try to get a few work things done, including laundry, though I did not manage to get the Fringe brochure finished, sadly. I also only got halfway through cooking my red lentil dish.
Then I went off to rehearsal, making it just in time. It is close to an hour bike ride away! I'll share some posts from rehearsal in the next post.
On the way back, I had hoped to stop at an interesting Indian place at Bloor and Lansdowne. Given, I don't think I'll be back this way that often after next week, I thought I might as well check it out. (There are two Indian places next door to each other on Bloor between Christie and Ossington, and I finally made it to one, and it was quite good, but I will be going back and forth to the Paradise a lot more often than west of Dufferin!) Anyway, this place is only open until 9 pm, even in the middle of the week, so maybe what I'll do is hit it up on Wed. before rehearsal (and pick up extra napkins!).
Anyway, I continued on and dropped in at the burrito place. The young woman at the counter was there again. It seems Sunday evening is one of her regular shifts. She asked what I was reading today, and I told her it was more poetry. She said she was reading Harpman's I Who Have Never Known Men, which sounds like a total downer. I'm really not sure this is something I would ever read. She said she was a bit addicted to buying books rather than getting them from the library, At some point, I showed her the picture of my bookshelves, and she was a bit overawed. If I am not too pressed to do other things, maybe I'll make one more stop next Sunday and take her a few things from the Little Free Library out front. I think Frayn's Headlong is still there and Findley's The Telling of Lies.
I got home and talked with my son who wished me a Happy Father's Day, and I tried to pin him down on when he will be back in Toronto and which day he plans to see the show. Sadly, I fell asleep without finishing the red lentil dish, but I finished cooking it this morning. It should be fine, though I will need to try to finish it early in the week, as sometimes the sweet potatoes go "off" a bit.
So those were my Sunday culinary adventures.
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