Wednesday, 19 March 2014

Toronto: My 10 Favorite Things






 Today's Featured Mittens
 
 Black Gold
(These mittens now live in Toronto, on the hands of Megan, the Pilates Instructor)


Since I am in Toronto for a few weeks, I thought I would devote this week's blog to my 10 Favorite Things about Toronto. 

1.  Honest Ed's
This might be the biggest bargain store in the world covering a city block in the Annex, a desirable and central neighborhood in downtown Toronto at Bathurst and Bloor.  This business was established by Ed Mirvish in 1948.  You will recognize the Mirvish name as Ed and his son David have been key in building the theatre culture in Toronto.

 


Everything in Honest Ed's is a bargain.  For example, I have a lovely red and black checked "Albert County Plaid" jacket from Honest Ed's that cost $8.00.  Tom has a matching one in blue and black.  What a fetching fashion duo we make.
 



It can be a challenge to find everything you are looking for in Ed's.  It is probably there but you might have to hunt.  Just recognize that the hunt is part of the Honest Ed experience.  On my last visit to Toronto, I spent a great deal of time searching for a darning needle.  You guessed it....like looking for a needle in a haystack.  I did eventually find one.
You will not find a number of store personnel rushing to help you.  One of the store mottoes is "We don't offer service.  We have a slogan---serve yourself and save money." Another store motto speaks to the gritty decor, crooked stairways and crowded space...."Don't faint at our low prices.  There's no place to lie down."

Literary Aside:
One of my favorite books by Carol Shields, Unless, is partially set on the sidewalk outside Honest Ed's.  I recommend both the book and Honest Ed's.


2.  The TTC:
I will admit I have a love/hate relationship with the Toronto Transit Commission. I love how it gets me around the city relatively easily but I hate the stairs, the rushing, the standing on packed subway cars.  Sometimes I love the crowds and sometimes I hate the crowds.  Sometimes I hate waiting and sometimes I don't mind that.  I do love not having a car in Toronto because driving and parking here is more than just a little challenging.
The TTC really does fall under " a good bargain" too.  Regular fare is $3.00 a ride but on Monday I bought a weekly pass for $40.00.and it has been most liberating.  It is a swipe card and I have unlimited travel for that week so I am running around the city more than ever.  And one interesting fact---1.6 million people use the TTC on a typical weekday. 

Good TTC Story:
Last year one evening I boarded the Bathurst bus at about 10 pm to return to my aunt's home for the night.  I was engrossed in knitting a sock as the bus drove north through the night.  When I heard the recording announce the next stop as Lawrence, I realized I had made some progress on the socks, but missed my stop.  Damn.  It was about 10:30 by now and the sidewalks were rather barren at this point in time and geography.  I moved up to the front of the bus to confirm with the driver that I had indeed missed my stop.  I had.  "How far back would I have to walk?" I asked the young driver.
She looked at me and replied sternly,"Oh, you are not walking back."
"I'm not?" I questioned.
"No Ma'am," she stated firmly.  "We'll get you on a bus going south.  As soon as we see the blue lights coming, I'll let you off and you can cross the street and get on that bus.  I'll give you a transfer so you won't have to pay. You are not walking at this time of night."
"Okay, thank you," I replied as we continued north.  Soon enough we saw the blue lights of the south-bound bus. 
"Here she comes," stated my guardian angel.  When I stop the bus, you cross the street and get on."
I thanked her and descended the steps of the bus.  When I crossed the street and, and out of pure stupidity,  turned the wrong direction away from the bus stand, my angel from the northbound bus blew the horn and waving her arms, directed me to the correct spot.  I got on the bus and arrived safely at my destination within a half hour.



And Not So Good TTC Story:
The other day in a Toronto snowstorm, I boarded the Bathurst streetcar en route to Bathurst Station.  I dropped my TTC token in the receptacle and reached out my freshly-manicured Maritime hand for a transfer which sits in pad-like stance beside the coin collector.  As my hand closed in on the perforated slip of paper, the driver all but yelled at me, saying, "Don't do that!  That's my job.  It is not self-serve." He did not quite slap my hand but I felt like he wanted to.
"I am sorry," I said.  "I did not know." But before my apology was completely out, I know my eyebrows shot up and I had decided his rude attitude was totally unwarranted.  I glanced at the sign on the back of his and every drivers' seat that states there is at least one instance per day of abuse toward a driver  in this system.  Hmmm.  Was his attitude a result of abuse....or .....or ??  I moved toward a seat thinking I just might be embarrassed over my public admonishment but the other passengers sat expressionless, used to such interactions, or whipped by yet another snowstorm, or totally engaged with their phones.  So I traded my Maritime sensitivity for the Toronto body armor and took my seat, crumpled transfer in hand.

3.  Harbourfront
Many of my previous visits to Toronto have been to attend the International Festival of Authors at Harbourfront.  No, I am not an author; I am an author groupie.  The IOFA runs for about 10 days in late October.  I have seen many greats such as Jane Urquhart, Margaret Atwood, David Adams Richards, Miriam Toews, Linden McIntyre, Farley Mowat, Yann Martel,Chris Cleaves, Emma Donaghue, etc, etc.  My last pilgrimage to the IOFA in 2012 was to see my hero, Alice Munro.  She did not make it due to health issues.
 

There is always a a CBC day during the IOFA which I am sure to attend so I can see my good friends Jian Ghomeshi, Eleanor Wachtel, Shelagh Rogers, Bob MacDonald, Norah Young, Soo Kin Lee, Jonathan Goldstein, etc, conduct live interviews and/or participate in a panel discussion. I know, some people like going to concerts; I like watching Eleanor Wachtel interview ANYBODY.

 


The IOFA is held at Harbourfront which is an arts/cultural centre on the lakefront.  Formerly warehouses for the shipping industry, they have been converted to provide space for cultural events, a gallery, an outdoor skating rink, restaurants and craft workshops.  For example, there is a glass-blowing studio open to public gaze. Harbourfront has become a familiar place to me.  When I am in Toronto, outside of IOFA, there are usually events to attend at Harbourfront  The other night I attended a group interview with contenders for the RBC Taylor Prize for Canadian non-fiction.  Panelists were Charlotte Gray, Thomas King, JB MacKinnon, Graeme Smith and David Stouck.  It was excellent. And, by the way, Thomas King has since won for his book The Inconvenient Indian.



4.  Bargain Manicures:
There seems to be about 4 nail spas on every block in Toronto.  Consequently, manicures are a deal--about $25.00 for shellac. I do realize this probably means unfair labor practices and poverty wages, but..... I got my nails done on day 2 of this visit so I could enjoy looking at my "Baroness Red" for the 3 weeks of my vacation. 


As most of you know, I am not the manicured type BUT I occasionally indulge so I have something visually appealing to watch while knitting.  I did get my nails done at Christmastime in Fredericton and the nail artist there said I had strong, healthy nails....shaped like Kate Middleton's.  By the time I got home from that appointment I had re-worked the story to say that the nail artist said I resembled Kate Middleton.  Well, after all, we are related; my paternal great-grandmother was a Middleton.  Do you see the resemblance?
 

5.  Romni Wools:
This is a huge wool shop on Queen Street West, one of the trendiest areas in downtown Toronto.  I always like to pay a visit and although I always vow to not buy anything, guess what??  I rarely walk out empty-handed.  And there is a discount section in almost every kind of store and my bargain radar always takes me there.


Last year I got the cutest children's knitting books for ONE dollar each!  This week they are having a sale on Canadian yarns.  The first one mentioned in their ad is Briggs and Little, our top-notch New Brunswick product.



 I have 2 houses full of yarn and an open-door policy for Rescue Yarn...I will take anyone's leftovers they want to get rid of.  So I will try and practice restraint when I visit Romni Wools in the next few days.
BA BA RA,
Have you any wool?
Yes Sir, yes Sir,
Two houses full.

6.  Second-hand Bookstores:
I do have a Kobo full of books I have yet to read. I also have too many books in my 2 houses.  The piles almost cause me stress as I feel pressured to get them read. However, I seem unable to walk by a second-hand bookstore without a quick look and a probable purchase.  Unfortunately there is one near Julia's apartment where I am staying.

 
There is a bargain table on the sidewalk and the books are only $1.  I have bought 4 so far, 2 of which I have already read but I think my friend Mary would like them.  Yesterday there was a hardcover copy of David Adams Richards book, Mercy Among the Children, one of my favorite novels of all time.  I pushed on. Left it.  Taking a different route from now on.

7. Restaurants:
There are so many eating adventures to choose from in Toronto and I make a real effort to feed my gastronomic curiosity. Brunch seems to be a favored social activity here and I have been to a few.  Last Saturday I went to the bluegrass brunch at the Dakota Tavern where my daughter is a server.  There, on the weekends, you get to listen to a live bluegrass band while digging into a plate of food that should keep you sated until the following Wednesday.  I sat close to the door hoping to catch a glimpse of Canadian filmmaker, Sarah Polley, who frequents the Dakota on weekends.  She did not arrive.

 
On Sunday I went for brunch with Julia and  my niece Anne at The Starving Artist.  After waiting in a line-up for a few minutes, we were led to our seats at the bar.  Walking through the restaurant I saw a young woman I know from Fredericton!  On Monday I went for brunch with my daughter Emma, who happened to be passing through Toronto, with some of her friends at the Easy on College.   And my next brunch date is at Sneaky Dees with my generous Toronto cousins, Chris and Joanne.  And then there are the lunch and dinner dates. I've done Chinese with my Aunt Audrey, sushi with Julia, pub fare with Camino friends, Mitch and Mary Lou, Fran's Diner with Julia and my cousin, Betsy.  I have a Greek lunch lined up with my niece Hayley, and a coffee/lunch date with cousin Leah at The Black Canary.  My university room-mate Diane and I have a tentative Italian lunch date.  My last scheduled lunch date is with Wilma, another Camino connection.  Then it must be time to go home to Fredericton and canned sardines.

 

8. Toronto Neighborhoods
Although we tend to think of Toronto as a huge city with a population of 5.5 million people and a very colorful mayor, it is actually divided into neighborhoods or villages each with its unique character.  There is the well-known Chinatown and Kensington Market....

 
The Annex is where you will find Honest Ed's, not far from Koreatown which has scads of fresh fruit and vegetable stands on the sidewalks.....

Julia lives in Little Italy....

and works one job in Little Portugal....

and another job in Greektown.

 
Somehow for me, these neighborhoods make Toronto a little more manageable and a little bit cozy. I think if I lived here, I would be able to find a Victory Meat Market and an Aura Foods within walking distance of each other.  There would probably be a nail spa and a second-hand bookstore between them.

9.  Treasures on the Sidewalks:
As you may have figured out by now, I love a bargain.  Free things are even better.  Walking along the streets of Toronto, you often encounter irresistible treasures.  My father was a junk collector of sorts and he used to say that people would "throw away a livin'!"  There was a fairly good dresser in front of Julia's apartment for 3 days which I tried to convince her to rescue.  She would have nothing to do with it.  It would not fit in my suitcase so I had to leave it.  However, a few days later, while strolling the street near one of her workplaces, we came upon a box of goods with a FREE sign on it.  I got myself 2 brandy snifters...

  
and a brand-new book I should have read 26 years ago.  Julia says it's too late for this book.  What do you think, Emma?  There is actually a section on the "firm handshake" which I advocate in lieu of the hug. 

  
10.  The Globe and Mail and the CBC:
I am mashing these 2 items together as I have not really been true to them this trip.
 
I confess, I have only bought The Globe and Mail once, mostly for the crossword.  I sometimes buy the Saturday Globe and Mail in Fredericton and spend the following week reading it bit by bit.  So it is not just a Toronto treat but it is OF Toronto so it sort of belongs in this blog. 
And although my Toronto schedule causes me to neglect the radio somewhat, I do feel closer to Jian Ghomesi and Mary Hynes and Eleanor Wachtel because I know we are in the same town, breathing the same frigid air.  I love the CBC all the time, not just when I am in Toronto.  But when I am here, there is the chance that I might run into one of my "CBC friends" at a Nail Spa, or a bookstore, or on the TTC., or picking up treasures from the sidewalk.  Imagine the possibility of that!






That's my Toronto story....





Until Next Time....



Tuesday, 11 March 2014

Gratitude Journal: Fredericton....."These are a Few of my Favorite Things..."

Today's Featured Mittens



Grape Expectations

I have been reading a lot of magazines lately.  Somehow this winter has zapped my usual energy and concentration for reading books and I have been very slow to complete novels.  Thus the indulgence in the less demanding magazine genre.  Certain themes keep cropping up including that of "gratitude" ...the gratitude journal, the gratitude list, etc.  The question is, "What are you grateful for?"   That's not a bad exercise in thinking positive.  In a circuitous fashion, this led me to think about what I love about Fredericton.   And I do love living in Fredericton so I set about compiling a list of the top ten things I love about this little city of 55,000 people.  Here goes. The list is sort of in chronological order, that is how I experience the item/place in my day and week and season.


1. The Daily Gleaner
The first thing I do every morning, is rush to the back door to fetch The Daily Gleaner, our local newspaper.  Snuggled on my couch, sipping freshly brewed coffee, I read it in the following order:
  • obituaries
  • front page
  • first section
  • living section
I do not even open the sports section.  By the time I have skimmed the headlines and read some articles, Tom has arrived and we do the Jumble together.  I hold the paper and the pen and call out the letters to him.  Somehow he is able to unscramble the anagrams without looking at them.    If he has time before going to work, he likes to hear what helpful hints Heloise has to share.  If possible, he will stick around and help me with the easy crossword puzzle.  Once he is off to work, I do the crypto-quote and at least start the hard crossword puzzle.  Ah, the Gleaner....what a way to start the day....


2.  The YMCA
After a hearty breakfast, most days I head to the YMCA which is a mere 10 minute walk from our home.  I have been a Y member for about 30 years.  I love it and it is a very important part of my life.  I am quite inconsistent as to what I do at the Y.  I choose my activity based on which part of my body is hurting or not hurting.  Currently, I am frequenting the pool for aqua-fit, aqua-stretch and some lap swimming.  I will go through a spell when I go to fitness classes, and another spell where I use weights and machines.  The beauty of the Y is that it fits my inconsistency.  I love the variety to do whatever I feel like.  I would never join a gym that did not have a pool just as I would never live in a town that did not have an indoor pool.  The staff at the Y---from the receptionists to the janitor to the fitness instructors---is friendly and welcoming and that makes it a very inviting place for me to spend an hour or two each day.  I should add that I frequent the Y mostly in the winter months. 




3.  CBC Evening News
Five o'clock in the evening finds me in front of the TV with some of my best friends, Harry, Kalin, Jacques, Rachel, Katherine, Sonya, Robert, Bobby Jean etc.  I do not like to miss the news and these people have become an important part of my daily life.  I have come very close to embarrassing myself by assuming that if they are such an important part of my life, then I must be an important part of their lives.  So if I see Harry at the market or Katherine at the Superstore, I naturally begin to say hi and start a conversation with them.  After all, I spend a fair percentage of my day with them.  I have to catch myself and remember my relationship with them is rather one-sided.
 

4.  The Victory Meat Market
In the heart of downtown, this long-established grocery store has everything you need.  Covering a small floor space, you can be in and out of this store in 10 minutes with 4 bags of groceries and a most  satisfying sales slip.  You are sure to find the best deals in town, especially on produce!  Again, a 10 minute walk from our house this has become a perfect after supper outing  for us.  Tom stays outside with Nugget while I go in for the grocery items.  No muss.  No fuss.  And did I mention the discount rack?  (RFR) Always a bargain to be found.  And the staff---salt of the earth.  Although they do not know me by name, I am sure they say, "Oh, here comes that poor old lady who buys everything off the discount rack.  You know, the one with the dog....and the husband who waits outside.  Do you think she should get the senior discount?"

Literary Aside:
In 2003, Lynn Coady, winner of the 2013 Giller Prize for her book Hellgoing, edited a collection of short stories written by Atlantic Canadians entitled Victory Meat.  The cover of that book features the distinctive sign which hangs outside the Victory Meat Market.  In her introduction to the book, Coady describes The Victory as having a "gritty sort of toughness that has yet to be buffed over by the well-meaning architects of nostalgia and sentiment...It's there to sell meat, dammit, not postcards....At the same time there's a post-war, can-do sort of pugnacity about the place.  We're gonna sell the hell out of this meat and who's to say otherwise?...The Victory Meat Market is both out of, and in keeping with, the character of Fredericton----and, by extension, the Atlantic provinces---all at once.  Which in some ways makes it typical---if that makes any sense."  Lynn Coady



5.  Aura Foods
Although I do not frequent this establishment as often as The Victory, it is a constant in my life.  Here I buy my bulk food items like oatmeal, sunflower seeds, pumpkin seeds, raisins, quinoa, rice, spices etc.  Besides the quality of the products, one thing I love about my Aura experience is the scooping of the products into the bags.  I like the tactile, physical activity of doing that!  The other thing that keeps me going back is that the people who work there know my name.  They do say, "Hi Barb,"  and sort of pass the time of day with me while I am scooping and bagging in my Zen-like state.  There is something special about that.  Good marketing.  For those of you who have never visited Aura, it is worth going there if only for the feta cheese and black olives.  And cinnamon from Aura is outstanding.  You may find it hard to believe that one source of cinnamon might be better than another, but, trust me, it is.  I've done comparative tasting.  An 8 minute walk from our house. 




6.  Dimitri's
My first choice of an eating establishment in Fredericton is Dimitris.  In the heart of downtown, this Greek restaurant delivers great taste and substantial portions for a very reasonable price.  A great bang for the buck!  The setting is cozy and the staff is friendly and efficient.  I must admit, however, that over the many years I have been patronizing this restaurant, I almost always get the same thing....chicken souvlaki platter.  Chicken skewers, Greek salad, 1/2 rice, 1/2 Greek potatoes, pita bread, tzatziki.  Friggin' delicious!  The feta, the pita bread, the Greek potatoes---outstanding!!  Good coffee and good desserts too.  Dimitris is just across from The Victory---10 minute walk from our house. 

 
7.  Boyce Farmers' Market
And, on Saturday mornings, the great Fredericton tradition, The Boyce Farmers' Market.  This market was rated one of the top ten in Canada recently for good reason.  Fresh and local produce is abundant and of superior quality particularly in late summer and early fall.  In addition to supporting our local economy, shopping at the market is a significant social activity in Fredericton---you will always see somebody you know.  This time of year I leave the market with the following items in my shopping bag:  smelt, Armadale yogurt and quark, Montreal bagels, maple syrup, eggs, samosas, and Villeneuve carrots if available.  Fifteen minute walk from our house. 


8.  The Trails
Fredericton has 85 kilometres of beautiful trails within the city limits.  From our house, I can head out on the trails in 4 different directions for at least an hour bike ride.  Built on the old rail bed, the trails are flat and easy biking for all.  Several kilometres of the trails are paved which makes them accessible not only to bikes, but also to skateboards, strollers and wheelchairs.  Trails follow the St.John and Nashwaak Rivers, through the city, through the woods, providing a variety of scenery along the way.  While I do not bike from November to March, I do use the trails for walking during those months as they provide a quieter option for walking than the city streets. 


9.  Odell Park
A beautiful setting for a hike through the woods.  What a treasure to have 175 hectares of woods in the middle of a city.  It takes about an hour and 15 minutes for me to circumnavigate the periphery of Odell Park with Nugget.  This is an all-season activity.  Again, a mere 10 minute walk from my house takes me to a quiet and peaceful environment where one soon forgets they are in a city.

   
10.  Sunset U-Pick
On the north side of Fredericton, but still within the city limits, is Sunset U-Pick where you can gather your annual supply of strawberries, raspberries and high-bush blueberries in a most idyllic setting.  The berry fields, off the beaten path, are surrounded by woods which buffers any city noise that might filter in.  Of course, you only pick berries when the sun is shining so being alone in a berry patch on a sunny afternoon where the loudest noise is birdsong is a bit like being in the Garden of Eden, I think.  Although I love engaging in this peaceful and productive activity on my own, it is also pleasant to share this activity with friends.  I try to go a few times in the "season" to get enough berries to fill the freezer so I can eat local in the winter months.   This Fredericton treasure is about a 10 minute car trip from our house.  Although the bike trail passes by the "Gates to Sunset", I have not yet fashioned a way to transport my bevy of berries on my bike.  


So that's my Gratitude Journal about Fredericton.  As you have probably noticed, one of the great advantages of living in downtown Fredericton is the close proximity to all the things I love about this little city.  Indeed, with the exception of the u-pick, we are able to access all my favorite Fredericton sites without using our car.  In fact, I find it easier to walk or bike than find a parking spot.

I draw your attention to The Wordhouse which is a book exchange site in our neighborhood where you can pick up a book for free and leave one for someone else.  This whimsical neighborhood artifact represents the warm fuzzy feelings I have for Fredericton.     



Until Next Time....



 

Tuesday, 4 March 2014

The Knitting Retreat

Today's Featured Mittens
EarthBound
 
 
The Knitting Retreat
           Last weekend, I had the pleasure of attending a sleepover at my friend's camp deep in the New Brunswick woods with three women friends.  Perfect opportunity for a Knitting Retreat, I thought! 
            As we made our way into the dark woods, I was reminded of a book my mother talked about in my youth.  Although I never read it, my mother had enjoyed it and spoke of it often.  I always liked the sound of the title.  For your interest, here is a blurb about this book copied from GoodReads.   
 
     "In her early thirties, Louise Dickinson Rich took to the woods of Maine with her husband. They found their livelihood and raised a family in the remote backcountry settlement of Middle Dam, in the Rangeley area. Rich made time after morning chores to write about their lives. We Took to the Woods is an adventure story, written with humor, but it also portrays a cherished dream awakened into full life. First published 1942."
 
 
     Here we are gearing up to "take to the woods...."
      Snowshoes, backpacks, walking poles....
The coureur des bois hauling our supplies on the tobaggon.....
          Our Knitting Hostess had blazed the trail with her husband the previous week in preparation for our visit. 
     We thank Cheryl and Keith for doing that as the trek in is 2 kilometres in distance.  The pre-blazed trail was  relatively easy to navigate. 
     A moose path partway in....
     And a watering hole for our wild friends....
     After about an hour on snowshoes, we arrived safely.
     And were met with a warm welcome....
 
     A tour of the compound included the banya which is still under construction.  It will be ready for use next winter! 
     Details of the fine craftsmanship....
     The key....
     The camp has all the necessities....
     Stove for heat, cooking, thawing the blue water jug.
     Hot water heater...
      Boot and blueberry pie warmer....
     This camp boasts TWO bathrooms:  the En Suite....
      And the Powder Room.
     The Entertainment Centre.
      Art Installation.
      And of course, one has to eat at a Knitting Retreat.
      And there is sure to be some wine....
    Oh yes, there was even some knitting done at the Knitting Retreat....
Pat got started on her first pair of mittens.
     Look how much fun she's having!
     The beautifully manicured hands of Knitting Artist, Lynne working on a scarf.
      My latest cowl in progress.
       And Knitting Hostess, Cheryl, working on a bunting bag. 
 
     Obviously she is LOVING this workout!
 
 
     As the Knitting Retreat comes to a close, we load the luge for the trip out---empty bottles, slippers and a rope in case....
 
  
 

 

  
 Until Next Time....