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Carretilla Initiative TORONTO

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Hey there dudes got a question for ya, does this look like an oven to you?

Well to some cray Austrian artist genius guy it does. Can you tell what it is? If you follow along I will show you. Too bad Bech didn’t come she’s Austrian too.

Tat sent me deets on a foodiexclusive rehearsal/media preview of the TORONTO CARRETILLA INITIATIVE (huh?) some fancy arty thing that’s part of Luminato Festival. I thought it sounded like a unique concept (housing it at Brickworks was a good tip-off), something fun to try, and at the very least a reason to wear my floral apron plus free grub and entertainment. You’ll get a chance to check it out in the Distillery and some other places from the 9th of June to the 17.

There, that was easy! Hmm LA Weekly you don’t say. So basically they clamp a bunch of shopping carts together with cutting boards and mini propane tanks and stoves in a U-assembly-line formation and then get a-cooking. It goes set-up, prep, eat, dismantle then skidaddle. That’s pretty cool, novel, and I love a group participation pitch-in activity. It makes cooking way easier. You too can also sign up to get in line and help out, stick a kid in there why don’t you they are the best little helpers and you don’t have to lift a finger plus cutting garlic stresses me out.

Colleague said there was media royalty there yeah duh obviously. We saw Mr. Mintz but then he was gone before I could chat him up. You might recall this piece on me in the Star he wrote. Great headline, dad we should have it plaqued ha ha.

That was a great meal and we all got tanked, kind of, sort of. Right Rob? I have to re-html that blog post’s photos before I can link to it. My To Do list just bulged at the buckle. Oh intern! Corey wouldn’t allow my cellphone technology to make his food look fugly so I drew funny MS Paint drawings instead to kind of get around that, what an a-hole right? (what me or him lol).

Delicious and scary!

Anyway…

This apron is massive but you can cinch it up teeny weeny. I wore it to Barque Smokehouse afterward because I was not done eating. It’s a total decorative apron I will probably lose my mind if I actually get food on it, which I did, a pocket full of brisket ah gaaad.

Two dishes were up on offer. One sweet and the other savoury, you guessed it. Here I am inspecting the sweet one. Any guesses?

It’s gnocci! With icing sugar on it whaaaaaaat? Plus poppy seeds! Oh get out of town. It was the softest most oowy-gooey disintegrate-on-your-tongue gnocci I’ve ever had, so fresh, like just invented fresh. The sugar was an interesting blend with the poppy seeds, although I definitely pitch for the savoury team I will never turn down food. It’s rude and that’s not the right attitude. I get really offended by picky eaters, sometimes even allergies. How dare your gluten sensitivities hurt that poor baguette’s feelings! There, there, little baguette. I will eat you. Munch munch, all better now as I scowl hard at you haha kidding. (I don’t kid).

Gotta love food artists. Love messing with them cos they take it so seriously, only once my belly is full though, beforehand it’s all manners for days then once your little grilled cheese sandwich (Ruby Watch co. wink wink) is in my hands and in my mouth, gloves are off.

I will beet you senseless! I will beet you at anything I beet! This was the savoury one, the garlic smell was palpable throughout and flavour too and at the bottom of the beet pile was more of that baby soft gnocci mm mmm there goes a skinny day out the window. Good thing I did lots of sit-ups and tricep extensions the night prior. And I went on a psycho run before colleague picked me up.

Verdict: Beets were born to stain white cotton. BORN TA! So I better get this in my mouth quick. Also I was fungry.

And that’s what it looks like all put together.

So friggin’ cool.

I tried to mask my runner’s hair, did I succeed? Sometimes you can do a sloppy braid and adorn yourself in lots of glitz and colour and they might not notice.

Alexa and I discuss my hair. I self-deprecated (as usual), caught myself and said JUST TAKE THE COMPLIMENT and we all agreed. Thank you for helping me better myself Alexa! Lets do lunch sometime.

I really like this picture of us too.

I made him take my picture doing this cos I gave myself a hand washing complex when in fact I do it all the time and the last time I went to Lee’s or Sound Academy was ages ago I probably wash my hands 40 times a day. Ok maybe half that.

Ahhhhhhhh sweet clean endorphins release relief.

They were ahead of schedule so some of the assembly line action was missed and baby didn’t have to get messy but I still wanted the photo opp, always get the photos kids.

But then faking to making it quickly turned in to actually making it oh great. Whenever I am hamming it up I always get busted but then I strike a pose like what they are seeing is supposed to be happening and raymi voodoo hypnotizes them in to my trap.

He’s got me in his sights, I have poppy seed butter in mine.

I wanted to at least “do something” so I grated parm on his gnocci. I even screwed that up. Only just a little

My aim and projectory was slightly off, I don’t think I grated any on to the ground I could barely get a good grate on. Well no, I think I did three good ones in succession. Hi, I’m dumbing it down, have we met? I’m pretty sure I said, “I can’t think of everything!” Lol. I’m always practising my peewee herman tv show dialogue. GOOD MORNING MR. T CEREAL!

I offered to help dismantle then kicked myself because I did not actually want to do it but then I dug the hole deeper in bragging about handy girl skills like Sayed (#lost) building houses for a not for profit charity collective and now I am pissed all over for Rebecca ruining the end of lost for me, I haven’t seen the final two episodes. COOL THANKS DUDE!

I think wearing an apron to food feature gigs could be part of my “thing” also I have the matching platter to this so you could stick me in some bizarre a la eyes wide shut secret society party. If you like that kinda thing I recommend seeing Sleeping Beauty btw. No not that one, this one.

You might recognize that chick from Sucker Punch (another wicked flick). Anyway…

The man himself! Rainer Prohaska.

Cool guy, Can tell he’s deep and thoughtful. We didn’t speak too much (I kind of just babbled) but I felt the aura, the, chocolate, sound of music austrian spirit emanating from him. Ooh I want to go hang out on a mountain in a nice little cottage now I will have to schedule some serious daydreaming Tumblr time in the very near future.

I’m still hungry lets go somewhere, but where?

Will they make fun of me if I wear my apron? Does it look like I care? Mom those are the black pants you gave me they made me look like a server. That was my intention for some reason. A little PR girl here, housewifey there, what-e-ver.

FTS!

Our last joyride in colleague’s car. He sold it and was late collecting me cos he almost got a speeding ticket. That is so colleague worst luck ever with tickets. Gave me more time to work on my hairstyle.

Here is a list of the upcoming menu schedule for the Carretilla Inish in TO. Bake em away toys!

Schedule: TORONTO CARRETILLA INITIATIVE

June 9

12:00 PM, Distillery Historic District

“Austrian Potato Soup”

3:30 PM, Distillery Historic District

“Italian Potato Soup”

6:30 PM, Distillery Historic District

“French Potato Soup”

June 10

12:00 PM, Distillery Historic District

“Simple Potatoes with Salt and Butter”

3:30 PM, Distillery Historic District

“Potato Cheese”

6:30 PM, Distillery Historic District

“Tyroler Gröstl”

June 11

12:00 PM, David Pecaut Square

“French Potato Soup”

June 12

12:00 PM, David Pecaut Square

“Tyroler Gröstl”

5:30 PM, Berczy Park

“Tyroler Gröstl”

June 13

12:00 PM, David Pecaut Square

“Tortilla”

5:30 PM, Fort York

“Tortilla”

June 14

12:00 PM, David Pecaut Square

“Gnocchi”

June 15

12:00 PM, David Pecaut Square

“Gnocchi Leftover”

3:30 PM, Loblaws at Maple Leaf Gardens, 60 Carlton

“Potato Cheese”

June 16

12:00 PM, Evergreen Brick Works

“Austrian Potato Soup”

June 17

12:00 PM, David Pecaut Square

“Austrian Potato Soup”

Raymbo out.

What’s crappening!?

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An instance of second place being first place, against Jonathan, who came in dead last. Then once I mastered the art of blowing shit up while racing it was pretty magnificent. The girls played too. Jules liked Street Fighter better.

Oh great a shittier version of the other picture and the same stupid pose too but this time with glasses (I keeps it Full Metal Jacket). Me so cute. Life feels like war sometimes so wearing an army helmet felt natural. My grandfather was in WWII in intelligence. He bombed Nazis. HOLLA! Also, holla at me jew boys heeheh I think that gets me some challah for life. ‘spect.

Ferry wharf obvs.

Scooby Doo.

I asked turtleneck if he was wearing a turtleneck because he’s better than everybody else then we said “it’s pretentious” at the same time then I said I like it. Hanging out with younger dudes and sass mouthin’ ‘em is kind of my bag. This other kid is dressed as Conrad Black allegedly and is un-allegedly doing the international sign for a BJ.

They call me the murderer.

Dreams really do come true.

I have had a thing for JCVD since Universal Soldier. My brother and I used to say MY NAME IS SERGEANT ANDREW SCOTT (bad guy soldier and JCVD’s nemesis) now how much hotter did I just get for saying all of that?

His accent really is somethin’ else like the guy just can’t even say words without adding an ‘h’ sound here, extra syl-Labble there, it’s the frenchy way.

The most ridiculous drinks ever after a couple you just give in. The vortex swallowed us up just like your mother, who also swallows. Pighead persona day yay!

Did you have fun Bechnique? Yes you did. After this we went to Supermarket and danced up a storm and now I am pledging to go dancing one night a week at least cos I love that shit and I am the best at it. I even breakdanced a little bit on the w/e too. On Friday. I impressed an entire crew of break-dancing dudes (just go with it ok this actually happened) and there’s evidence out there somewhere and that dancing lead to Supermarket’s inflated sense of self esteem groovin’ moves and the rest will be history. Yeah right I probably dance like Elaine.

She was shitty pretty™.

Get it right get it wrong i don’t care just get it.

There ya go. I wussed out on adding a black smear of makeup beneath each eye figuring I would regret it if we went elsewhere and based on how we were dancing and being encircled at SM Jules and I agreed that people would not be able to handle the army helmet so we made a pile of our purse jackets crap on the floor and danced around it by the back stairs and decided to not go in to the sweaty shit show back room cave but become our own dance circle hostesses for departing and entering drunken bros and hos. It was a great time right kids?

Remember that Beetle Bailey comic? How old is the youngest person who reads my blog? Do I even want to know that? I know the brands wanna know.

Caught a train back to city. I was not around for the Eaton Center shooting. I notice once the seasons change to spring a lot of cray shit happens in the world. Can’t people just be normal? Hugs not drugs people and if drugs avoid the zombie kinds.

My tank top turns in to stupid a Johhny Depp (sometimes Brad Pitt) hat. I just missed the downpour. It stopped by the time I hit Libville. I had a lot of interesting looks on the weekend because it rained and I did not pack for it properly at all. Bikinis and summer maxi dresses, not one hoodie or a proper jacket so I had to layer all these weird things together and I was unnerved by it. If you don’t got your gear together then your game ain’t gonna be right. I should just stick to a uniform life would be easier. Boringer. Albeit easier. I prefer difficulty. Doesn’t everybody? So stupid.

I had to show Bechnique what my hat looked like she was going to wait for me with roses at the station but then it started to pour. She was going to pick me a weed flower actually. It was going to be romantic. She waited for me at my place instead and gave me a blade of grass that she didn’t actually give or pick and that I did not take okay we get it. I dashed inside and changed for the Street Fighter party.

I need to update my ipod tunes.

Looks like night but is actually a glooming ominous cloud following some lightning. I am scared of lightning.

I liked my hair.

Needs a trim.

I look like Aslan.

I’m going to dye it again soon.

It’s true. Patio season rules.

See the layering? I even wore my rubber boots from wakestock they were in my mom’s trunk nice try Tracey get your own. Also thank you for all the clothes I’ll blog the gym pics next. I thought I looked like Russell Simmons in this over-sized hat like exactly haha.

My mom wore these on the boat on May 2-4 and I wanted my own pair so Lois got me a pair so cozy and vibrant. My mom’s feet popped like cray there is no way I am hanging out with you in those attention winning sandals and not have a pair on my own feet.

Oink oink baby. BBQ back bacon sandwich.

See how teeny I was before I hit the burbs, well as I hit it, then consumed all of it. And those pants hadn’t been broken in yet. I stay between 120-124lbs btw. On ultra skinny day-times I go to 118 and if I am being an asshole or wicked stressed 115. I am not pro-ana at all just sometimes I divulge this shit and girls wanna know so, there you go.

The bra is a little ridiculous I know. Teach picked it out for me one time in Burlington. I’d like to get some smaller ones so I am not lying my face off all the time with these big cans but what does it really matter anyway I don’t think I am any less pretty or more hot with or without a padded chest. I prefer to be flat I just didn’t have time to pack an alternative more modest bra after the Maestro video. I only wear the bra so the world can’t see my nips and these 3F shirts are see-through. My leopard print bra fits better under this shirt I think and I like the print that pokes out. Taking this ginger thing a little seriously much? Peach is a wickedly cosmetic tone, anything in the coral family, it just zaps life in to your appearance.

On our way to Yorkville for the Maestro video shoot.

I love looking at these, they make me happy, the bottles of polish too. I collect things and group them in assimilating colours.

These girls owe me a bottle! The flooding of Union Station was another reason why I stayed oot of town.

Right before our food came. Some people might recognize this bar.

Mmm brunch I’d love some brunch right meow. I will settle for a handful of spicy ketchup ruffles.

It’s never too early for burlesque. A surf rockabilly band competition was afoot it was a really funexpected time.

I had the egg white scramble wrap.

We caught the last act, Esther Deville I think.

Yeah budday!

Good move. Next Sunday there’ll be more burlesque brunch. It felt like being at a party, well, I guess it was but when your intent is just food then turns into a mimosa surf concert and entertainment, that sounds like a party. Plus I finally met Mysterion.

Gotta go!

Welcome to the Sindustry

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Pretty sick here. I look emo and dead. You’d like that wouldn’t you.

Open the window and let some of the amazing out oh my god right? Right. What? Hmm? That’s from the High School movie we saw yesterday, it was the best time being surrounded by media people with notepads and we were clearly the row of stupid idiot target marketed stoners in the middle of the theatre. There’s a frog that ribbits what? and Adrian Brody goes what? back at it and it ribbits what? again and it goes on and on, thumbs up! Some very serious comedic scenes and true to form drug high trip outs and what not, lots of sketch comedy and just plain sketch. Great at ten in the morning! Yesterday was a long day.

We made a day of shopping out of it.

I have some serious dubloons to burn on my Holt Renfrew (bday) gift card so we started there. I tried on a lot of wildfox clothing while visiting Ang in MTL and I never forgot about this one sweater I put on and didn’t take/buy/beg/steal and so now I got one kind of similar.

Now watch me pants myself.

Moving on.

Everyone smiled at me in this thing on my way to the Drake it is quite a beatific shirt. The material is ultra soft and all night long Rebecca was like oh it’s your $128 dollar t shirt! Blaha.

New shit makes you feel good. Summer is on now brother. I also danced with two hobos passing me on Queen like I was a lucky charm/leprechaun/pot of gold. One guy said to me as we passed, girl, too intimidated to talk to you it’s not even funny. He wasn’t even a hobo this time. Raymbo Bright nailed it.

After Holt (I didn’t have the patience to blow the rest of the card, still super sick) and after Zara (horrid customer service) we skipped down to 3F (dreamboats) to pick out an outfit each, I love those guys so much! So much coloured denim and new stock and styles in store the girls were like O_O YES.

Skinny bitches + open bar = things got fun last night. There was a pampering party at the Drake. Bech has the family camera so I’ll blog it tomorrow. Or whenever. I am on Raymi time.

My stomach is in every single picture. I was going to wear the flowered bloomer shorts Lois got me but it looked even sluttier somehow, too young, too hot. This one was fricking bang on enough. I need new summer wedges mom can I have yours?

Had half a grilled cheese sandwich, not much appetite, they were out of the tomato soup which is what I need right now and there was a hair in my salad that I just picked out and ate anyway. If it’s in a dive who cares. If it’s high end COMPLAIN COMPLAIN COMPLAIN. I could tell the bar maiden liked me so I didn’t want to make an enemy and I shutted upsky see how nice I am MTV.

Ha I got Welcome to Toronto on the ticker.

Gorge flowers everywhere can transform any setting.

How do you feel about Times Square Toronto? I feel it and only because there’s one of it and not blocks and blocks of it like in NYC. New York Lite. Plus we let street urchins take part in flash mobs and outdoor orchestra happenings conducted by randoms (tourists) sponsored by TD Bank or whatever.

Teeny times. I am taking this orange red thing prett-ay seriously right. I can’t wait to dye it again. Today I look like Aslan on a deadline one part risky business and prep boy rapist.

The blue looked amazing too but too much information down in the girl parts area. These are almost nude, I forget the name but will deke people out in the streets that I am nakes. Like that one picture that went viral of the girl bending over in these same skin colour pants except blobs and jiggles so I better watch it. I am sick skinny right now and all toned from Longboarding and coughing my whole body and abdominals for three days solid.

THE GIRLS™ had bibimbap for lunch while I had iced coffee and a throat lozenge with cough syrup in it (YUM) I had munchies in the theatre from our complimentary bags which also contained doobie rollies too THANK YOU LIFE. Honestly Last week I bought rollies on three separate occasions for three separate households like it was my fucking job or something, all the same brand plus the one in the movie bag. I had a tiny crush on the Jewish bad kid starring in the movie that I kept to myself I will kill you if you tell anyone. Rebecca drew a pentagram on her egg that I ignored until now because I am a bad friend. Just kidding too much was going on bro I talked so much (my business requires lots of talking but being with girls all day is a lot of talking) plus am so sick I sound like Kathleen Turner however how I sing right now as a result is adorabz. Everyone turned and smiled at me on my terminator 2 speed march home from the financial district along king home. I just sing softly and whisper sing to myself on the parts I am shitty at or unsure of lyrics then boldly belt it and I think that I have a skill here in that I can sound like every single singer pretty much to a tee, well the ones I listen to and train my ear to and party to dance to blog to. If you know me you’ll know I live on a record player and like to keep it simple, my tunes. I’m exploratory but I repeat the classics. Team Yay Cray have a top twenty dance hits list. If we are lucky! NEXT.

I am Sarah Jessica Parkering myself with this number. I shared my Zara balance with Bech cos for her birthday all I did was give her a package of lousy paintbrushes. She held my hand last night I was like, are you ready to take the next step in this relationship? Day: 150? of friendship sex: none. Baha I called her a lesbo on text right now and she said LESNO. Straighter than an arrow that one but she’s got a busted crooked wrist that can give handjobs around corners. Is this post sounding like Girls? Still haven’t watched it yet. Did you guys follow the hipster racism brew-ha-ha on the interwebz between Jezebel and SBTVC regarding it? Guess what side I’m on.

True story: saw a girl wearing a floral jumper onesie on Bech’s street I say can I borrrow yours for tomorrow? Then Bech wears her. The movie was at varsity. My old stomping grounds. Jules is leaving us for SF in Sept. Another reason to head there. It’s crappening dudes. I’m planning a trip for June. You will be mindblown.

I look like an older Jewish woman here in this light. Meh. I’m sick. REMEMBER THAT.

I ate a brownie and a bag of chips in the dark halfway through the movie and didn’t know what I was putting in my mouth ahaha. I had the loudest laugh in the theatre too which would make me laugh more.

Shower time break. Sick person’s Law.

Cheers to the freakin’ weekend

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Had a lovely fun family filled weekend. Broke in the roof, ate lots of grub, drank lotsa dranks, good times.

Double aunt/uncs bday celebrations (plus Grandma RIP Sheila) it has always been tradition to have a big fete some point in May. It’s just party all the time ain’t it. No complaints here!

Aunt Alison has spent a time in Halifax so I bought her this necklace from Made you Look. Pretty decent!

Rog and Nance don’t do crosswords oh well, great posh regift or nice to have out on your desk to make you look sharp. Especially trying to do a crossword from the twenties, yeah right good luck with that slang poppycock!

Look how pumped she is.

My feet were sore as balls Saturday night. Thighs too. Eyes, pure bloodshot O_O we have many flights of stairs, I was on party auto pilot the whole time. We pulled it off!

Shawn liked my dirty comics (Perry Bible Fellowship, given to me from Rye) of course. He’s like yo go show dad this so he knows what I’m talking about hahah.

Didn’t get a chance to put up the decorations NO TIME NO TIME also look I haven’t mailed that painting yet. Do they have boxes at the post office for a canvas? They must. Yeah yeah I’ll mail it (hate myself).

The cats were well behaved. This morning I woke up to My Friend sitting on one of the chairs tucked beneath the roof table like it was a frigging indoor dining room, no care in the world. Had to wrestle her off a chair cushion. She likes to disappear sometimes.

Uncle Roger’s book is up for an award and he’s working on his second novel now. There’s a mention in the post about it.

Happy BDAY xoxo.

What’s up yo.

The Model Railroad Club of Toronto was a great time. We had a little private party in the club room and got to wander around as we pleased, I LOVE group activities if people are going to get together. I learned so much, and rest assured ladies this is where your husbands are and not at “the ballet” ;).

Set in the fifties, this O Scale tiny town is a great escapist sight to see with a teeny plastic cup of champagne in your hand that helps shrink your troubles away. Oh so nostalgic. My dad’s trains are HO scale, tinier than this layout but he said now he gets why O scale is more prevalent, easier to see.

It looks very real. The dust and dirt lends a quality of realness absolutely. Or they just lazy.

I wonder if Mr. Rogers ever came here? The MRC, MRRC? MRCT? Urg. Anyway this dang club was founded in 1938 and has been rolling ever since. How many train puns did you make dad?

Reunion Station.

We brought the leftovers back to our place for more eating. We ate all day long and in to the night, jolly good.

I love all the politically incorrect dated ads of the fifties too, very cheeky, lots of little mysteries and mini dramas playing out in the towns across the landscape, all named after a deceased railroad club member in honorarium. Ain’t that sweet.

Oh hi there.

Sweet wave dad what is this Johnny Carson. Basically and always. We are the family that makes fun of each other constantly it’s a bonding thing. Shawn and I are pretty good at it. I am the best of course and don’t you worry little Raymi haters, I receive a double dose assault back.

Nice painting!

Ground control to Major Tom.

Don’t stress out now!

Mrs. Bunyan.

These two hadn’t seen each other in forty years, known each other for forty years?

Women are angry have a cigarette. I loved english media and disecting subliminal messages in advertisements, guess who was the top pupil in that class, naturally.

Home Hardware Pride! I gave five years of my life to this company and happy for it, I’m handy and competent with house hold know-how not that I flex these skills much anymore but I’m buildy if it ever requires DIY this that or other.

Is Tom Hanks in there catching Leonardo Di Caprio if he can?

I love that there’s random dudes filming totally un-filmworthy scenes everywhere. Action!

In a foxhole with my Dad and Dean (the club president).

I only had my cellphone in my pocket when we got this special treatment crawling beneath the track layout tour.

Oh look it’s my favourite tree. No really it is.

Some of the guys in this picture were milling about on Saturday. This scene is kinda F Scott Fitzgerald looking no? The orig Fritzhelder! HAha.

Mmmmm.

I was too hyper active and ADD to find any of these things. Next time though for sure. You can have a birthday party here for kids or just go by yourself, or become a member. My uncle seemed interested kind of, I think his layout was O scale too. Kind of a long drive from Ottawa though, as for me I live around the corner lol. I can picture a blogger group outing here easily, non-stop pics being taken.

Look out Tiny Town, run!

How many old fashioned movies does this make you think of?

Uber Canadian :).

Here’s the photo from the video shared below.

Now go check out the railroad club, pals!

Here’s an awesome ring.

And another.

Didn’t think my mom would like this modern key.

J’adore.

My delicious pop.

My delicious face.

My thinking about something delicious to eat. Okay I’ll stop now.

Have a great Monday people!

Tartin’ for your fartin! Toot toot.

Why not make it a Habit

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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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Team Yay Cray > Parkdale Boys Club

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Stupid is served.

Party aerobics crombie & fitch.

Sometimes you wanna go where everybody knows your name & they’re always glad you came!

Super Moon. Okay we get it.

Same cycles, same moods, same outfits, same tudes.

At one point Salvador Darling was not packed and then instantly it was slammed. Had I gone out in my harajuku fleece I’d have vommed all over myself from the heat. Thank god for the teeny window in our VIPLEASE (heheh) booth Darius cranked open.

Cool setting HEY we instagrammed it ghetto digital camera style. Hi Jenna!!

I can fold this shirt up in to a teeny tiny square and jam it in my purse, which is what I did, several times. It’s hot, I’m cold, and so on.

Working my way up to smiling.

Greased up my hair a lot with moroccan oil the night before (way too much thanks REBECCA) so it looked a bit like that, I didn’t want it to be dried out from the hair dye, I only left it on for fifteen minutes they say that in dye boxes to grey haired chicks and blonds, the platinum was just waiting ready and willing to absorb the colour instantly. I feel like blond never even happened I am so accustom to seeing myself dark. This will grow interestingly. Raymi is transforming! I’m also whitening my teeth with guards for 7 days for 30 minutes (that’s what the directions say) AND now my skin is major tanned from the sunny w/e, it’s gonna be a sweet new look and life this summer.

It was Derek’s house warming party but by the time I left the house (I was this close to staying in very tired) it had moved to the bar it wasn’t even eleven yet and they had already peaced out cos Derek was licked. Easier for me than cabbing so we all just met there yay fun plan.

Jonathan was a piece of shit all night long. You know you were. Here are your top ten hits: Calling me a vain bitch, braggarting about being a doctor, telling me I never used the word vortex before condescendingly, snapping at me for interrupting you to deliver a message from Darius across the table being a double bonus diss as the message was juicy and to your benefit. Other than that super neat love and hatey kinda dude, can say I definitely relate. Couple other dumb things too but that’s private so can’t wait to see you again.

All the Pdale boys club crew were out and in full effect. Rob showed up later. Derek did not make it out too bad.

Saw on twitter that Darius is 32 now what I met you when you were 30.

Oh hi. Cool scarf bro wrap it again. This almost made the blog post title cut.

This is what my reaction to being called a vain bitch by a twitty little man looks like. Gloves were off at that point. I am fascinated by rude people, their audacity and nerve. We also enjoyed watching him strike out with other women, cool approach bro. When people turn when they party or turn on you, It’s belligeration town population them. He was quite lovely the first time I met him at Darius’ then remembered who I was what the hair change, bah who cares I’m not even mad you’re just getting a sobriety lesson hall of fame featurette the next day. Jenna said she told him she was going to punch him in the balls multiple times too so there you go haha.

The family camera was being funny so I didn’t get him dancing on there in time. The tunes were great motown classics of all sorts, some mod, everything, very fun dance times. I have the idea for a tumblr or art bar fly project called sittinginonespot.com (which is available I just checked) of sitting in a booth all night long and the people are the only things moving in the bar all night long and you just party sitting in one spot then you film this in every bar club restaurant and have hundreds of them on your website showing the events of an entire night happening cray all around you okay you get it now right? There. Have fun.

Sick jacket I bet she listens to Katrina and the waves.

Whee.

SUPER MOON IS FOLLOWING ME. Thanks to the Super moon it was the first time I ever knew there was a window in that corner.

Noticing red everywhere now. You only pay attention to shit when it pertains to you.

Nice setting. But even blurry you can distinctly tell that I DO indeed “have a torso” whiner little Raymi hater just won’t go away. I love you too!

Almost there so close.

This is also a fat day. Well, I ate all day and I am still pretty sleek. You’re so gross about women’s bodies, it’s sad and I do not believe you even have a real life friend with that f-ing attitude of yours.

Turn the heat down, I saw it at 76 ahhh O_O. Hi Tanya!

Open that shit!

I like that we can stare at all the bar patrons from the darkness of the back corner and see them comb the blackness trying to see our faces back.

We played musical booth chairs all night and effectively shunned anyone else for deigning to join us or put their jackets on our spot. Every regular seen here and in other shots have lost a jacket to SD so don’t feel so bad Jules. I am just wiping my brow with relief I got mine back and now I will only go there dressed in garbage in case I lose it. Hahha. I just brought a grey AA hoodie.

Pretty much, right? Nipples NSFW loophole.

I drink a lot of water when I jammer jam cos I am smart.

To be fair he is recently single and just came back from Scotland I guess. The ex seemed a bit, angry? Greener pastures bro we got you!

But next time I will totally push you in to a garbage can okay?

What is your favourite thing happening here? That epic hug or the girl’s face?

Hi Dave! Hi Lela!

Rocky time.

Shh.

Can’t wait to wash my hair today.

Team Yay Cray > Parkdale Boys Club. I am still the founding father president and member of the PBC BTW.

We were very nice hostesses, some of the guys thought it was MY apartment oh brother ahahaha point received.

There’s the man. He was delayed hanging with Derek, maybe tucking him in to bed.

Rob big brothers me. He was shocked and awed by beasties memorization cos I’m so wee. That’s nice if people see me as a little kid I think, I’ll take that!

Requisite girl blob shot.

Nice treasure trail Rob! No really, girls like that!

These are all dance moves. Nice laser beam head Darius.

Dance face! Busted me!

Second male team yay cray inductee.

Tubular! Omg remember what happened to Rob’s scarf ahahahha agh. Great times.

I’m going to dig the wax out with a knife after I hit publish.

This shirt is getting worn. Bought it in thunder Bay from that hippie store while we killed time for our flight.

Love my polish and birds.

Doing toenails yellow later sometime. Okay that’s a wrap. I’ll post Friday night’s BS later on. Cray o lay o lay o lay O LAY! Happy ME Monday.

Winning is everything

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Tell me what you thought it’s important!!! I will hate you forever if there is no comment here. How long is forever for? YOU WILL SOON FIND OUT LURKERS. Don’t allow jealousilence to overtake you it’s a bad look. You can even say something bad I don’t care. (I do! lots.) You can also comment on it on facebook too, fine. Kay see ya! Thank you!

Ok here are the fun questions I want answers for: Beckham or Wolverine? James Dean or George Clooney? Beyonce or Gaga? Spikes or Chains? Paul or John? Kanye or Jay-Z? Sick of that Gotye song yet? Would you dye your hair white? Wonder Woman or Shera? (I asked this one, she said Shera, I was shocked lol) Audrey Hepburn or Marilyn Monroe? Michelle Obama or Jackie O? What’s your favourite part about being Aliyah Jasmine?

Check it out bromances! :)

Rayminx somewhat stinks.

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I am never giving up these pants. NEVER. This is my contribution to punk. Look how long my leg is by the way. Raymi long legs. People fear me like spiders so it makes sense.

I had to go over to stupid’s house last night to watch tv because we don’t get mtv here and while we typically order or stream shows online after the fact to get my mtv fill that is not conducive to live tweeting a program therefore to stupid’s house I go.

See THIS is how you watch tv thank god for me showing you how it’s done.

Dear rich people corporations one day when you give me a bigger budget you can see pictures of us watching a tv maybe three times the size as this one boy how am I even able to work under these circumstances? Luckily the two other guys up against me seem like ignoramus’s with no twitter followings so hopefully it was a set up for me to win. No contest. The other other two tasks have me way more nervous though. I have never been nervous to watch tv before however, that was a bizarre feeling. Oh no what if I am stupid? I am so stupid! Who are these kids and why do the three girls all look exactly the same? That is what old people sounded like when mtv was first invented I am sure. Oh right, the show I’m talking about is punk’d and if you just lurk my twitter @raymitheminx you can read and follow it all from last night’s challenge. One of the official punk’d twitter accounts favorited a tweet of mine so that’s a win.

Ooh that’s a bad hunch. Bad bad girl. Very bad.

I took 20 pictures of this. You need more mirrors or a full length to capture more of the awesome.

I am digging this sweater more and more I am wearing it again right now. Cozy. You can get one from 3F, quite affordablah.

Look more eye makeup. I think if you make a heavier lid it makes them pop more and distracts from the sunken crevices what are my under eyes.

That’s me as Jenny McCarthy. Just kidding she is so cheeseballs. Whatever like I’m Isaac Newton. Did you know “Newton was also highly religious. He was an unorthodox Christian, and wrote more on Biblical hermeneutics and occult studies than on the subjects of science and mathematics.” No wikipedia, I did not know that. Occult you say? Interesting.

Come on. You call this a picture? You may as well be across the street.

Shut up I’m working!

Commercial break.

No regrets. Tons. Lol. Do you know how many times people ask me that in interviews? You are forcing me to screw with you more now. Yes I do have regrets. That I never learned to tie my shoes. Actually now that I mention it I was a late adopter to that particular technology. Special. You betcha.

I am the last person on the planet who uses a PC right. I just like the shit that I like lay off me! I want an iphone so I can instagram GO FUCK YOURSELF to everybody over there. No just kidding so I can talk to other hipsters. And play angry birds. But why can’t they make an iphone exactly like a blackberry, one with a keyboard. Jules gets glass in her fingers from the smashed screen. Cool safe. They aren’t durable. I put my last blackberry through the ringer, dropped it infinity times, used the battery to the max overheated it like cray like it was about to fucking explode and it still worked. It still works today I have no idea where it is it should be put in a goddamn museum that little sucker, copy and pasting the letter e and number 2, how I do not miss you at all and now I think I’d rather incinerate it because it brought me so much rage, much as PC’s are wont to do but they have ms paint and simpler functions. I am not a mind reader I wasn’t born knowing cntrl apple something c v whatever my learning curve can only go so far because that is all I will allow it. I still know people who refuse to go on twitter. I think I am doing pretty good here. I think this defensive requisite I’m PC rant shall suffice. But don’t you think it makes sense that I am team blackberry and PC? When you really think about it (if you have enough time to I mean you are probably busy sorry to bother you) anyway, I love Macs too but I’d rather date someone who has one and have my PC and have the best of both worlds.

Oh wait I have a present for you.

My favourite meme. I bet my dad has no idea what that means. Instagram I mean. I meme. Hi dad I miss you! I read a chapter of Roger’s book today because the power was out. Not bad.

What now.

Rebecca put these on and pretended to be our therapist. I tried to have a fight with her about saying she knows more about food than I do. I am going to compile a list of every single restaurant I’ve reviewed and dump them on her fucking head!

One of our view’s from living room Romeo and Juliet balcony hope I don’t fall out of that one day I am stupid enough for it to happen that’s for sure. ‘Sup naybes!

What is this Japan why are you on my potato vodka? And why is Kevin Smith being such a whiner right now by the way? Someone sounds like they want to be Bruce Willis. If someone is emo IT IS BECAUSE THEY ARE SAD YOU FUCKING ASSCLOWN. I never thought K Smith was funny and I never will and now I am continuing my invented feud with him. Clerks? Most pretentious boring pile of over-hyped crap ever. I will give you Jay and Silent Bob Strike back but the silent thing died with Andy Kaufman so chill on that character bro.

Dance karate. Remind me to upload the videos of you demonstrating a choke hold and a kick on/with me.

I don’t remember seeing this thank god for these pictures I clearly missed out.

Rebecca texts me her zit healing progress. Seriously. She had a bullet hole one on her forehead I pointed out yesterday, today she said it fell off too. Thank you.

How did I miss these before? Where am I? We share her camera and I guess I didn’t transfer them. See how much I am the underdog now, I am faxing this blog post in.

Smile Time Station this is my stop!

I like this hoodie because I feel like it makes me look like I have my shit together, like a normal, ordinary, suburban lets go for a hike chick. Also it is still fresh and new looking. I wear it for very short periods of time never. Here is the first time I wore it.

I was going to do this again and I will and you will like it. O_O.

Soon those crappy dead trees will be tossed and I will have new tropical plants again. Probably the same ones. I still want them for free though so give me some tropical plants now thanks. Maybe a vine too, turn that wall in to a frigging jungle backdrop which will look fresh and dope for my spring break videos up there.

It’s a nice fitted hoodie, I got it as a gift from Style Exchange. VIPLEASE me! I want more from them gimme gimme. My tickle trunk is just a pile of clothes on the floor I keep meaning to sort it but I never want to. It’s just boring but I will do it and photograph all the crap I’m getting rid of and you can claim it for something to wear when you express your lonerisms alone at night during “you time” in the mirror drawing lipstick all over your face or something lol. I submitted lonerisms to urban dictionary years ago. REJECTED.

Cowabunga. The umbrella is dismantled because of the windy night (lots of those lately) blew it over. Teacher was like the wind blew over the umbrella can you believe that? Uh yes I can what’s so surprising about that? The guy has umbrella phobia probably because an umbrella hit him in the head and concussed him, but it wasn’t any old umbrella oh no, it was a Starbucks umbrella. They gave him a settlement, pretty stingy if you ask me. He should also get coffee for life too. But anyway have you seen what those things look like now? They’re three pointed modernly designed impalements waiting to happen and now I am umbrella paranoid too oh great if you see me jogging by you having a coffee in Liberty Village you know why.

It’s not NSFW if it’s fashion right.

In those other pics where Jules is covering my little friends Rebecca said I couldn’t even find your tits. Enigma out!

No wait one more thing this made the rounds yesterday so my american readers can better understand the country I am from. I kinda skimmed it but I can only imagine that it is pretty much probably exactly true and if you are offended GOOD.

The milky why? Because asshole.