LETS DO THIS!

Yesterday Baby BooBooDooDoo (that’s me) took Teach to Habits Gastropub for a VIPLEASE good ol time. It’s amazing how much just simply “having plans” after chores and errands can change your entire mood and help you get through an Ikea line-up. I was giddy once this impulsive plan came to fruition. Happy ME Monday ruled.

Hope you’ve eaten cos it’s going to get tasty. Hope you’re not thirsty cos it’s gonna get dranky.

I LOVE TO BLOG necklace from Jenn cos I stood on the CN Tower with her and I think she’s buttering me up to babysit her triplets someday haha more like other way around. I thought it would be a funny photo addition, this necklace.

Guess how many drinks boozy mc boozersons had off the martini and cocktail menu (plus a few others heheh). Well between the two of us I mean. I’ll have to come back to reference this card I am sure.

As well the chalkboard. Foodieatathon posts are like school, all this paying attention and remembering (I have good recall BTW) or my readers will ask questions about my report, “Is that duck?” “Is that herring.” “Was it poached?” Lol shut up and just enjoy it keener, it’s about the ride too bro which sometimes if you’re cray fungry can be an icy crabby silent waiting period. Not for me though, I love a pre-cuisine cocktail (BLOGIOUSLY) it compliments the feast splendidly so, makes you ravenous and helps you eat more if you unfortunately became full too quickly. Take time to dine and everything will be just fine. #lifestyletip.

The layout of Habits sold me immediately. It’s like a shotgun house, long and lean but not claustrophobically narrow it’s still very expansive and inviting to move further in to the restaurant with a patio out front that is twice the size with the front doors open lending an inside/outside high-end roadhouse quality that I LOVE. If a resto can remind me of a fantasy place I’ve only experienced in of mind before I will make it a regular spot to haunt. Plus their BRUNCH menu is ballin’ Alyssa went over it with me and pointed out things I could not finish on my own and rotating daily Frittata mmm. I didn’t ask what a frittata was, I think I know but with this foodie thing I just nod and pretend and pick it up as I go.

Frittata – an egg-based dish similar to an omelette or quiche, enriched with additional ingredients such as meats, cheeses, vegetables or pasta. It may be flavored with herbs. YOU HAD ME AT MEATS AND CHEESES.

See how much colour I got this weekend? Tanned in two days and I’m still a bit burny and of course a white shirt will always make it pop.

That’s Ben (foreground) the sous chef (call him Beignet Ben) and Luis (back there) is owner and cook of Habits, what a team they are I love seeing the camaraderie of the servers staff owners blabbity blah, total family right there and no bad vibes period.

I had a caipirinha which is wild blueberry-infused Cachaça, fresh squeezed lime topped with soda. I love this drink, very refreshing but has a boozey flavour kick. Teacher ordered one of the Martinis, a Canadian Kiss: It has a lychee in it + vanilla infused vodka, Canadian rye, peach schnapps, jasmine syrup and grenadine. They infuse their own spirits too btw!

At some points you can’t tell if I’m wearing my napkin or not I started to treat the shirt as if it were a napkin, bad idea. I came out unscathed by spills miraculously.

Ahh yeah cha cha cha Cachaça blahaha. Am I drunk still? No, no hangover at all! I did a lot of situps and tricep extensions when we got home so needless to say I am sore today from that.

The eat and drink myself to death chronicles of Toronto continue. (drink responsibly friends).

Fried oysters. Never had them before and while eating one “fried oysters” became FRIED! OYSTERS! the taste blew me away because they’re breaded with breadcrumbs in a moroccan-style preserved lemon aioli and those little slimy bastards suck it right up I did not expect that crispy delicious crisp I almost ate Alyssa’s thinking it was for me too because, well, I’m me. I knew a lot more was in store for me so, FINE, here.

Photographing the merchandise makes it taste sweeter too, one should take in their food with the eyes as well I say. Presentation is key in foodie world I think it would be obnoxious and rude to just swipe at a plate of piled gorgeousness and stuff it in your mouth before all the foodie geeks got a chance to take a picture for their blogs LOL. I’ll stick that hidden camera pranking in my bonnet for a future stunt. Should be keeping it to myself really but who even reads this little-o thing anyway? (hint: everyone).

Jeremy, our handsome writer/server’s sleeve was just aching to be commented on, which, I did and now you gals know where to go for some eye dining candy (you’re welcome). Just wait til my mom and godmother get their hands on him next week oh brother.

Charcuteraymi time! Feat foie gras (meat butter ah gad straight to my heart) better yet read it yourself in a more fun way so I can get a transcribin’ break.

We shared some foie gras with Jeremy who did not even hesitate when I offered it to him. Some servers would say no but I liked that he said yes, it’s more real and less formal or uptight when everyone is on the same level and all food champions (pigs). I get uncomfortable if a server turns down my offer of a french fry and then I obsess about it all night long and feel rejected. Just eat the bloody french fry okay!

I liked the stuff beside the boar the best, also I loved the boar, but the sausage sopresata has the oily strong flavour, I like spicy salamis because they remind me of Streetsville and all the pork chops and Italian kids I grew up with and as it turns out Luis is portuguese and he is such a sweet guy very nice I know Lois will have a nice chat with him (she runs her own restaurant too) and she’s Italian, oh what a cute little clash in the makings of Lois & Luis j/k they’re both sweethearts, it will be a peach of a time anyway back to meats, all the euro kids had meat sandwiches at school and would gladly trade them up for my peanut butter mungacakey lunches by third recess when we were starving again, what is that mortadella pass it up Jackie Calisto! Yo Cabral, give me an egg custard tart and I’ll do your religion questions for you.

That’s the foie gras. I AM SO FAT.

Classic Raymi. That’s what it tastes like.

Spicy tomato mussels. YUM. Demolished and polished them off pretty quickly. Loved the tomato chunks and big mussels bloated from the broth, lots of steamy big mouthfuls blowing and taking in air to cope with the heat. I am a happening when I eat oh for sure things are definitely happening it is inherited greed from competing with my brother at the dinner table for the best portions. If his bacon looked better than mine or my kraft dinner was cheesier looking there would be whining until everything was equal. Siblings are hilarious this is getting me angry right now just writing about it I can’t wait to rip on my brother this weekend.

I love mustard seeds this much! I never used to like mustard before. See how people can change? I do not respect stubborn or finicky eaters who won’t try new things or eat only one thing always, it’s representative of how regimented they are in other life areas too. Man I can get offended by anything if you let me.

Jeremiah and Raymiliah.

Teacher got a lot of sun too this w/e and in half the time, he’s more ginger than I am.

You’ll note my aristocratic roots from my automatic pinky raising that sh- is real son.

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