I’ve spent the last 3 days in Toronto, working on a television show. And this is what I’ve learned: Canadians really ARE nicer. There’s a palpable lack of tension. Everything here feels more relaxed. And Toronto is a wonderful food town. I spent yesterday morning wandering around the St. Lawrence market. Bustling. Aromatic. And every time I saw a line, I went and stood in it. The longest one was for the famous pea meal bacon on a bun at Carousel Bakery, It is, apparently, a de rigueur stop on the chef’s tour, and the place roars with encomiums from Tony Bourdain, et al. It was delicious- soft bun, lean, mild, slices of pork loin - but it’s never going to figure in my dreams. I prefer the sassy fatness of belly bacon.
Saturday in Toronto
Saturday in Toronto
Saturday in Toronto
I’ve spent the last 3 days in Toronto, working on a television show. And this is what I’ve learned: Canadians really ARE nicer. There’s a palpable lack of tension. Everything here feels more relaxed. And Toronto is a wonderful food town. I spent yesterday morning wandering around the St. Lawrence market. Bustling. Aromatic. And every time I saw a line, I went and stood in it. The longest one was for the famous pea meal bacon on a bun at Carousel Bakery, It is, apparently, a de rigueur stop on the chef’s tour, and the place roars with encomiums from Tony Bourdain, et al. It was delicious- soft bun, lean, mild, slices of pork loin - but it’s never going to figure in my dreams. I prefer the sassy fatness of belly bacon.