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Showing posts with label My Hood. Show all posts
Showing posts with label My Hood. Show all posts

2.12.2010

secret place (sorry I had to do it)

Once upon a time Weston was synonymous with the bicycle. Then came crack and the dollar stores. The Loblaws and movie theaters migrated north. Strange place, as the main street is concrete towers while the side streets are lined with large heritage homes. There's a bit of everything in this area (except starbucks). I really wish they would fix the rims at the lions park court though, as the city had a good thing going when the neighbourhood had runs on a daily basis. I'm talking about the area around lawrence, which really has nothing to do with the point of my rant. Anyway, if you travel a little further up towards eglington, there is this korean spot that is the business. It always has tour buses parked outside which is hilarious when you think of the surrounding area being showcased to visitors.

Crack (cooked inside, and definitely served outside)

2.01.2010

large on the streets

There are almost as many parts to Toronto as there are screwfaces. Not sure how many people have a need to venture to Jane between Falstaff and Wilson, but I will say that this Grimey Vietnamese spot is the business. As an added bonus, you will not have to wait/ be stuffed in a little table beside the MGMT doppelganger club. And... Best Fried Rice Ever.

Crack