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check out a top restaurant

I loved last night more than life.  My heart and stomach were full after meeting my good friends for dinner.  Outside it was cold, dark November.  Inside it was heaven – a table with 8 hilarious, brilliant characters. 

I have to give credit where credit’s due.  Gillian and Caitlin were the brains behind this ‘mylifeafterwork’ operation, and led us to the most amazing restaurant: La Bettola di Terroni – downtown Toronto.  It was listed as one of the top 10 restaurants in Toronto for 2010.  Here’s the link to all 10.  

We ‘Sherlock’ed’ La Bettola di Terroni, an Italian eatery.  It is a 10 minute speed-walk (or a 20 minute gander) from Union Station.  And for my very daring friend, a 32.5 minute drive from Burlington, if you’re lucky.  She was. 

You’re curious how the food was, aren’t you.  Be warned…  I’m not a foodie, but here are my 3 tips: 

  1. Eat a great pizza – try the C’t Mang.  A white pizza with honey and walnuts.
  2. Order a half litre of wine, just to see the ceramic teapot wine containers.
  3. And, even if you don’t have to ‘go’, please don’t miss a quick Italian lesson in the loo.  Prego.    

I tried to cover my stained lips as I ran out the door for work this morning.  Sign of a life lived?  I think so.

Be a rebel.  Do it on a Monday.

* it, being a not so racy ‘Top Restaurant Night.’

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If you’ve ever seen Whose Line is it Anyway, you know Ryan Stiles.  He, along with Colin Mochrie, started their careers right here in your backyard, at Toronto’s Second City. 

Master of Who's Line is it Anyway

 Located at the corner of Blue Jays Way and Mercer Street, Toronto’s Second City provides a great night of comedy, drinks and food all for a reasonable price.  Shows run Monday through Saturday night, and there’s a matinée on Sunday afternoon.   You can pay anywhere from $12 to $29 for tickets to the show.  Also, since the theatre is connected directly to Wayne Gretzky’s, they offer Dinner and a show deals, running from $37 to $54. 

Linds and I have been twice now and have seen two different shows.  The first show, “Shut Up and Show us your Tweets”, started with a rousing musical number regarding society’s dependence on social media.  After that, the show had literally nothing to do with the title, but there were some extremely memorable moments.  Specifically one of the cast, an American Redneck, standing on stage describing a t-shirt he wanted to buy at H&M.  It was supposed to contain an air-brushed eagle, with a log in its talons (which symbolized freedom and liberty), as well as three wolves howling at a full moon.  Obviously, I did that a complete injustice, but for those who have seen the show, it is probably the funniest skit I’ve ever seen.   

The second show, “Something Wicked Awesome This Way Comes”, is currently playing and is well worth a viewing.  Again, the title has little to do with the show, but it features some audience interaction which results in hilarity ensuing.  At one point, a fire exit is opened and one of the cast shouts profanity at a nearby hotel. 

So do yourself a favour, head down and catch a show.  Go with a group of friends as you’ll want to reminisce about the show for weeks.    You never know which cast member could get their break and be the next big thing.  You’ll be able to tell your kids that you saw them live.

Sheeya! And monkeys might fly out of my butt!

[insert name] day.

hungry fella?

What’s more exhilarating than a weeknight birthday dinner party?  A nonsensical one. 

Without warning, proclaim today [insert name] day.  Examples: “Kaitlin” Day.  “Brian” Day.  “Man who sits on the corner who I call Ralph” Day. 

About a year ago after Kyle and I moved in together, I made up Kyle day.  It had been a long month, and we were in the middle of dark/cold/exhausting February.  I found a stupid card, bought him a shirt, found his favourite childhood treat (Dunkaroos) and wrapped them all up.  I think I might have even blown up balloons.  Then – I came home and proclaimed today Kyle day… 

What was Kyle’s new favourite day?  Not Roger day – that’s for sure.      

The point is that most of us are living under a Monday to Friday tarp*. We need to feel joy on any given Thursday.  Burst the bubble with an [insert name] day. 

Tips for success:

  • Pick a person who would be really awkward/deserving of their own day
  • Buy a card/cake/thing
  • Call some friends
  • Keep it a surprise
  • Ensure they are free tonight (that should be bullet #1 in retrospect…)
  • Text/email/bbm them the following obscure message: Happy [insert name] Day 

Enjoy a couple hours of life after work tonight.  

Notes:
* – credit to Dallas for coining this feeling as a “tarp”.  Genius.  

no shoes.

these are not my feet...

When IBM acquires your company, walk home from work in your bare feet.  Swing your heels or dress shoes in your hand.  Kick up some leaves.  All the way home. 

This example might be too specific. 

I love my job.  I am ecstatic about IBM – yes this really happened to me.  But sometimes life gets heavy, and the best medicine is a small post-work dose of borderline insanity.  Taking off your shoes is the most literal way to say “Hi world.  I worked hard all day.  I’m done being a grown-up for the next few hours…” 

Poor Kyle has been dealing with leaves in the house for the last week.  Yea.  Sorry…

meet up with old you.

The yearly Christmas highschool friend rendezvous.  An old coworker reunion.  The travelling buddies catch-up.  It always takes me back.  Wazzam.  I love meeting up with old acquaintances. 

The way we perceive ourselves depends (to some extent) on who we are with, and how they perceive us.  A great way to give yourself a jolt of the warm fuzzies tonight is to meet up with some of these people in your life.  (Even if they aren’t really in your life anymore – look ’em up and ask ’em out to the pub).  A great pub plug: http://www.hemingways.to/ 

Huh?  What are you talking about? Example:  It’s been a million years since Highschool.  Every year since then I’ve shed a lining, and morphed bit by bit into Lindsay 3.0, 3.1, 3.2…  But – when I meet up with these great old friends, I become who I was then to them, in an instant.  Highschool Lindsay – quirky, random and relaxed.   

And, I gotta tell ya…  it feels great for a few hours. 

Tonight I’m meeting up with a friend who I travelled with in Thailand 2 years ago.  I haven’t seen her since then.  Even though I am clean-cut, marketing specialist Lindsay, I am psyched to flash back to backpacker Lindsay for a few pints tonight after work. 

Get on your tele and call those… most-likely-outdated… numbers tonight!

burt reynolds

our inspiration on the field

This is my first post on the blog, and judging from my title, it oughta be a good one.

When Linds and I moved to Toronto, we decided that joining an intramural team was not only a good way to stay fit but also a great way to meet people in our new region.  I played baseball for a long time so initially we tried to sign up for a softball team.  That didn’t work out, so Linds suggested that we try ultimate frisbee.  It turned out to be a great idea.

We went online and found Toronto Social Sports Clubs (www.torontossc.com).  We’ve now played 5 full seasons of ultimate frisbee, winning the championship our first three seasons and playing in the finals in all 5.  Who knew we were such ultimate frisbee aficionados? 

We named our team “Burt Reynolds”.  While other teams chose frisbee-related puns (Disc Jockey’s, Whiskey Discs, etc…), we decided to honour a man whose film and television history is tough to match.  The best part about naming our team after such a well-known celebrity is at the end of the game.  In true sportsmanship, teams are supposed to cheer their opponent.  So at the end of every game, we get to hear “Three cheers for Burt Reynolds, hip hip hurrah, hip hip hurrah, hip hip hurrah”.  To this date it hasn’t gotten old.  And I don’t know if it ever will.

So get out there, and live by the motto that Hal Johnson and Joanne McCloud spent years teaching us. 

Keep fit and have fun!

Sit George. Sit.

Do anything tonight that makes you feel stupid, awkward and inept.  Let’s face it – you’re awkward.  Bring your camera/friends and really show it off.  

Couple of examples:
Terrible soccer player?  BBM your friends a meet up time, stop at Wall Mart to grab a ball, and head to the nearest park.  Wear stupid outfits.     

Cook dinner.  (If you are like me and NEVER cook)  No recipes. 

Try to train your friend’s new dog.