After years of waiting it's finally happened. I mean it was bound to happen at some point, but I never imagined it would be this soon. Thank you world for coming to your senses, putting our differences aside, and taking a step to ensure a brighter future. 
There are so many things that are advised as essential steps in the process of adulthood. I am a firm believer in that of the malt liquor phase. Whether due to you being a broke-ass, or just too into rap music and bbq's, everyone should at some point have enjoyed a cold 40oz. Obviously at a certain point that shit should be deaded (I'll say its a 20 and under thing), but its always good to reminisce of the time you were counting change or pretending you were diddy in the one more chance video drinking freixenet in the tub. Nonetheless you gotta grow up and put down the malt because that shit is gross.
Congratulations to me, I've found yet another place to spend... Traditionally I would discount such a place solely on location and well, ignorance. But that was the old me, I'm on that 2010 shit. Basically my company for the evening had been talking about this place for months, but for some reason it had never come to fruition. I've also caught the various photo galleries of the meat being cured by somebody with access to their kitchen. Thats 2 trusted opinions. O Let's Do it (Wacka Flocka voice). While it can be found beside one of the lamest spots in the city (don't be confused, the only fromage in here is served on plates), this place shuts it down. Horse carpaccio, lamb's brain, prosciutto wrapped sweetbreads, duck ragu tagliatelle... hells yeah, and I think my company liked it even more. Might I also add the room is very fresh. I'm officially on the team.
I can't put my finger on it... As I may have said before, I don't like to f with a good thing. Whenever I do however, I can't help but get the feeling of wanting that old thing back. I mean that I'm supposed to be trying new things, living life, but I guess I'm not that type of dude. So I pretty much live n maintain. I'm doing me. If that means a steady dose of familiarity, then I guess that I'm cool with that. That is exactly the reason why I fucks with the drizzly. Not overwhelmingly spectacular, but solidly consistent. No surprises here, just fulfilled expectations. Like I said, there is no reason to f with a good thing.
There are so many shitty Italian places in the city, although thats likely an accurate statement for almost any city. This place is the least shit of the shit places in yorkville. In fact its pretty good (and reasonable). The BI will also be pleased. You will be content. See, everyone is happy. 
Batali's Babbo. Was a Friday night, no reservations. Waited for like an hour (although it wasn't too bad b/c we were able to get our drink on). Saw Kelis in the house (fresh off that settlement). Drank the bubbly, did the 8 course pasta tasting. It was pretty ok (which is essentially awesome in singlish). Ended with some of the most intense itis of my life. Will definitely do it again.
During my time on the fresh coast I was able to witness funcouver's municipal election. Perhaps I'm just ignorant or maybe it's that I completely agree with that south park episode about changing the name of the school mascot (hmm... giant douche, or turd sandwich?), but I struggle to name the premier, let alone the mayor of our fair city. The thing about the left side elections though, was that the party names/ platforms were some of the craziest shit I had ever seen, which in turn kept my attention. One of the aforementioned groups was the dance party party, whose platform was to make everyone a crazy hippy and ensure there is a rave on every 2nd block within the tax base (or something like that). Obviously they didn't win, but they were one of the groups that raised the issue of extending last call. Soooooo for 1 summer we enjoyed a 4am last chance at select locations across the city. While it was an epic failure (which should have been a no brainer because Vancouver is not that type of place), it is a great idea in Toronto. By great idea I mean how it is now, where during certain events, various establishments can get an extended license. It's really doe to go to the bar at 2 30 and see everyone you've ever known in your life jumpin off like its their gf's birthdays (especially because you had no idea they would be there, although they always are on these occasions). Like I said, great idea, but not always because too much of anything can make you an .........
The knicks were in town friday, so it was Italian night at the ACC. We won (minus Bosh), and definately took Mcgrady out of his game. After, we wanted to get some dinner. The problem lies in the fact that where does one eat at 10? - what is open/ has room, etc. We ended up at the Toronto st. Mercatto. Decent food, no diva shit... a good decision. It's kind of like Terroni without the lectures. And, for those that may be confused and say that the place closes early, its called multiple locations. Hater.
