Getting it Together on the Road: Toronto
I’ve been a little MIA lately. Between all the travel, races and a photo shoot week at work, my life has been a little nuts. I’m about twenty paces behind where I want to be but I’m currently posted up at a coffee shop to get through all the blog work, freelance projects and general life things that I have let fall between the cracks in the past few months. I more or less have been in Pittsburgh to go to work lately, not that I hate it.
One of my trips was to Toronto to visit Davida. Basically when we met and fell in love in Montreal, it was immediately decided that Angela and I go to Toronto to visit her. I’ve been in Canada more times this year than my entire life, which is fitting because I am in love with all things Canada, minus the snow.
I loved Toronto. I had a feeling that I would. It’s probably on the list of cities that I would live in if it weren’t for the snow and cold (see also, Chicago and potentially Boston). Toronto is really hip, people are super into fitness and oh yeah, Canadians are the nicest. (Except PK Subban – hate that guy.) Davida and Curt are also amazing hosts and tour guides so that didn’t hurt anything.
St. Lawrence Market is your one-stop shop for all things food. From fresh veggies, meat and cheese to pantry stapes to speciality items, they have it all. I’ve been to a lot of markets in a lot of places and this is one of my favorites. And not because of speciality mustard. (Little known fact about me: I recently became obsessed with mustard. It’s bordering on needing Mustard Anonymous.)
Once you need to walk off all of the
mustard food you just ate, head to Queen’s Street West. I actually couldn’t think of the name of this street until I remembered we just opened a new store there. One side is all of your staples: Aritzia, Brandy Melville, Club Monaco, etc. and the other is full of cool boutiques and local stores.
We were lucky enough to have Davida cook for us Friday night (Thai-style mussels, thanks for making me seafood and not murdering me with shrimp) but Saturday night (and Sunday afternoon) we went to Fresh, a vegetarian/vegan restaurant.
When I talk about my eating habits, people automatically assume I don’t eat meat. I enjoy a lot of types of meat (especially super-fatty inhumane ones like foie gras and veal #sorryimnotsorry) but if it were up to me and not my runner’s metabolism, I would probably stick to a vegetarian diet 80% of the time. I’ve been a vegetarian at two points in my life (junior year of high school and my athletic performance really faltered and sophomore-junior year of college and I stopped when I started running half-marathons).
Back to the point – Fresh was amazing. I love combinations of food in bowls and salad which is basically what Fresh’s menu consists of.
Saturday we met Sam for brunch at Rock Lobster. The food was standard – good, but too heavy for me – but the Canadians have invented something called “The Caesar”, their Great White North version of a Bloody Mary. I’ve been on a serious Bloody Mary kick for the past two weeks (blame it on the insane amounts of glucose-filled gels I eat when racing). A Caesar is a Bloody Mary with clamato juice instead of tomato juice and involves a lobster tail. I can get down with that. (I actually think when my family makes Bloody Marys they use clamato juice so maybe I was pre-destined to like them because I’ve had them before without realizing it.)
For breakfast Sunday Davida made us her spinach-banana pancakes and I’ve been dreaming of them ever since. I actually made a bastardized version on Thursday for dinner but was too lazy to get out my Vitamix and the food processor does not do spinach justice.
There are a ton of parks and green spaces in Toronto. We were so lucky to have perfect weather the entire time there, so we spent a lot of time outside, walking around and people watching. Davida also made me have a mini-photo shoot in a kimono because she misses my outfit posts (I’ll post it later this week).
On Sunday we went to yoga at YYoga. This is the second yoga studio I’ve been to in Canada and it was very spa-like, just like Enzo Yoga in Montreal. Think Yogaworks if you’ve been in NYC or LA. The class was pretty calm (I think it was a Core Power class). The class was good though and I needed a bit of zen after the insanity that is a 50+ hour week stuffed into four days. Still, Amazing Yoga in Pittsburgh will always have my heart and I’m terrified of moving mainly because no yoga studio has ever come close to AY.
Chat with me:
Have you ever been to Toronto? What is your favorite condiment?