Outta Lox
I’m always amazed when a seemingly brisk business disappears in a cloud of dust. Sometimes, they make an announcement, or, better still, have a sale, giving us a chance to go in and vulturize the place. Admit it, there’s nothin’ like a good going out of business sale. It makes the bad closing-down news much more palatable.
Hopgood Burgers Priest
Two hotspot restaurants. Both offering up comfort food. Both hailing from the East. One from the far-off coast of Nova Scotia. The other from the wilds of Leslieville. Yep, we’ve been eating well….At Hopgoods Foodliner and Burgers Priest.
Mmmmmm….MIAMI!
Aaaahhhh, Miami…. America’s Riviera. Playground for the rich & famous. Southern home for Canadian Snowbirds. And some damn fine food. Everybody’s got their go-to’s in Miami.
What Happens in Vegas? Manny Pacquiao.
Sin City. Lost Wages. The Entertainment Capital of the Worrrrld.
Vegas, baby!
XOXO KOKO
I’m a big Open Table user. I’m like a glutton for punishment with this site. For out-of-town bookings – I’m in anytime, anyplace. Locally? SOL. And yet they’ve got me coming back for more. Definition of insanity? Perhaps. I’ll look up the same spots over and over and they’ll be booked, regardless of how early […]
RESTAURANT ROW/ROW
Ever since Ossington Avenue took over as Toronto’s reigning restaurant row (sorry, Harbord) the question’s become “where should we eat…on Ossington”. Everyone’s got an answer. An Ossington guide. A must-have, must-eat hot spot. But this is a tale/toast/roast of two restos: Boehmer vs Paramour. Slick vs cool.
State of the Union
I’ve noticed recently, when it comes to restaurants, there’s much ado about a whole lot o’ nuthin’. I blame the Locavore revolution.
Glutton for San Fran
My man turned 40 last week. Trying to figure out where to go and what to do for this particular fellow was a bit of a nightmare. He’s one of the most social cats I know, so a party could be deadly – in every way. And trying to pick a handful of pals for […]
LA Woman
finally, this past weekend, I got just that. My Man took me away from all this and we headed West. To Los Angeles. Hollywood, California. Sun, Sand, Sea…Stars! Yes, kids, I went on my very own private Celebrity Safari!!!
Food: 10. Service:3.
Head on down to Eleven. And, though there are some, ahem, service issues, the food is DIVINE. Most of it.