I was on my way home from work yesterday and was hankering for something to eat. Lucky for me I had some time to pass by the food tents that were setup in front of Union Station in Toronto. One of those tents were “Holy Chuck.” The restaurant
Friday afternoon, on my way between work and an event (at which only hors d’oeuvres were being served) my girlfriend thankfully asked me to grab myself a bite. I only had 20 minutes. Jackson’s Burger was on the way, found along Yonge Street, south of Gerrard Street. The guys are open late too.
I just happened to get out of work late today and while walking to the station, I thought I heard some music playing in the distance from my corner of York St. and King St. in Toronto. Hmmm? Music this loud in this part of town? Something’s up! (more…)
Stock image of pork belly. I took this shot years ago in Philadelphia’s Reading Terminal Market.
It’s no secret, I love food! Who doesn’t love food though? It sustains us, makes us happy, comforts us, but it can also be a hindrance if not taken in moderation (like with everything else, except maybe reading this blog, you can OD on this blog and it can, perhaps, make you a better person – maybe?) (more…)