I shot that bad bitch down
birthday dinner at susur lee.
lee is the more affordable version of susur, famous nyc chef guy fil says this susur is a toronto chef, made it big here recently he moved to new york to try his luck there foodie nerds jock him hard. the very next day they were rolling out the new york menu replete with prix fixe, of course that’s our luck. no biggie we were very pleased with our choices.
why do you get skinny the second you return home from vacation and not while on it? viciously unfair.
see-through tables!
the table of women behind fil were also celebrating a birthday, i may or may not have cried when they sang happy birthday to her. i liked that the woman who’s birthday it wasn’t, once blasted, overtook the whole table with her big annoying mouth and boring stories.
went for a tan yesterday. bring on summer. i need a new bikini for 70’s tan lines, one i can just drape on w/o tying ’round the back. i want butt lines, not back lines. oh that’s our own wine, they open it for you for a dollar. good money-saving tip it made our bill super cheap. i think they’re doing this for another month or so.
like looking through the cn tower’s glass floor except you get a meal out of it.
this pretentious picture if making me LOL right now. i think i’m losing my marbles guys, whatever ones were there to lose in the first place.
this tower of slaw was recommended by someone at fil’s work. 18 ingredients, i can’t find it on the menu list but anyway, fantastic, nice fresh light start your palette will be happy. edible flowers too. the waitress ticked off each ingredient as she folded it all over, squashed it down, mixed it around. i was impressed. oh wait this is what it’s listed as Singaporean style slaw, contains nuts (for 2)
show stopper, this should have come out last it was hard to top it with what followed. for some reason it isn’t listed on the sample menu. this is boneless jerk chicken and that wall between it is deep fried skin! fil made a video of me talking about how it reminded me of the live action he-man movie when they eat kfc but i sound like a retard in it so no posting. the red sauce is something hot, the orange i forget, something mango-like. fabulous fabulous can’t thumbs-up it enough.
blurry but still, oh man, is it too pedestrian to go back and just order this?
paled in comparison for real, too bad it didn’t come out first.
Four satay (chicken, shrimp, pork and beef) with mint chutney, peanut and tamarind sauce see my last chicken round, i ALMOST gave it to fil cos i am nice like that, glad i didn’t cos what came next i made him finish on his own, i didn’t want it, but let him order anyway on my birthday no less.
fil is trying to tell me something with his wizard ring.
stuffed.
Braised beef, potato and leek puree, sour cream and crispy shallots not a fan. after the pulled short ribs quesildillas and the last time i had braised meat at the oyster house in the distillery, just not feelin’ it. i should have been more clear.
if you’re a fan of slow-cooked whatever then this is just fine for you but between you and me and the entire internet, fil’s sister’s pulled pork was the most tastiest slow-cooked anything i have ever had. hands down.
dig in, fil.
not selling it very well am i.
haha eat it baby. he was not thrilled. lesson learned i hope.
i cuffed one of my thighs on the edge of these tables so be careful. i have a nice collection of bruises from airplane travel and hotel furniture. if i were an animal i would be a gazelle with vertigo.
and then we went to sharpie/samir’s to pick up my keys (they babysat cid) and have a drink. those pics to come. then the next day i woke up to that harsh april fools computer virus, i mean, of fucking course i got it right. pfft. the red wine hangover combined with post-bday blues, vacation travel withdrawal etc was just like final straw, bad scene. call me lauren white wine from now on and remember that i said it, no more red for me (unless it is the teeniest sip in the universe). dinner alone with fil was wonderful and dreamy (except for when i cried), don’t think i’m ungrateful, i do not need anything you know, presents all that. however, it’s been a little anticlamatic after our trip, friends aren’t in town, feels like no one cares, (you know they do but still) making excuses, anyway just sharing my emo bye. i thought i was helping/making it more appealing by not opening the party up to blog-reading acquaintances/friends/strangers but apparently i was wrong.
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Hey Raymi,
It must be really shitty getting hate email. I’m such a sensitive sally that I’d probably just cry if I received the kind of malicious stuff you do. What’s ridiculous is that people actually sit down and take their time writing emails to people they claim to hate –in reality it seems they’re just jealous. Yeah, I guess that’s kind of a Maury Povitch token line. Y’all just jealous, sit down, sit down!
I just wanted to email you something positive to try to counteract all those negative d-bags. This year has been pretty rough for me because of some medical issues, and more than once I’ve found myself crying in my therapist’s office because all the anxiety and stress of life just gets me down. I’m not really proud of being a basket case, but it is my reality for now. My therapist asked me today if there was anything that I do where I just get lost in good thoughts, or rather, when I’m able to tune out all the bad catastrophic thoughts.
I thought about it for a while and then told him that there’s “this blog” I read where a girl (I always feel intimidated saying woman??) has about 9 years of archives. Sometimes I just read through some of that history and forget whatever it was I was panicking about –at least temporarily. He smiled and said that was good, to keep on doing that when I need to.
Your blog can be a really great distraction from my overwhelming anxiety sometimes, and for that thanks very much!
Unfortunately I don’t have a picture of my boner to send you.
Peace and thanks dood. Sorry for the TMI email.
i noticed carmen sent this to another email address somewhat similar to mine, i replied before i read it asking if someone was posing as me and asked her to search her inbox for emails from said address. she just received this winner: I am not Raymi the Minx, so I’d appreciate it if you stopped emailing me. I have no idea how you got my email or why you assumed I was her, but I am for sure not.
BAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHHA
anyway that was a super sweet email and fully cheered me up, thank you carmen.
Omg those food pictures are killing me right now. They look so good. I just drooled.
jerk chicken looks AMAZING.
you can bring your wine everywhere in mtl and there is no corking fee. i will miss that!
“if i were an animal i would be a gazelle with vertigo.”
hilarious most favourite thing i’ve read in forever!
also, i hope you had a nice birthday…if i were in toronto i would’ve tried to impose myself on you in some way.
aw fanks <3
So dope, been wanting to check out that resto. Wish birthdays were 4X a year to give people a reason to take you out to expensive resto. Hmmm, may enact fake birthdays . . .