Weekend 12 - Replay

Since I last blogged, I have purchased my ticket out of here. I will be departing on the 13th June, spending just over a week in London then fly out on the 24th to Taipei to surprise my mum and dad. In light of this I have gained an additional week to my countdown and henceforth shall blog accurately by naming this blog entry Weekend 12 also.

Let us begin. On Friday I, along with my patient acquiescence friends, the ever obliging Deeple and Zanaida, toured the third Toronto chain restaurant in my quest of tasting the delights of "local" food.

At Milestone's on Dundas and Peter, the recommended drink was the Bellini. Milestone's version is made with white rum, peach liquer, sparkling wine and sangria served in a martini glass. This fruity frozen treat is a great way to start the meal.

L: Sucking on the Bellinis; M: Hellenic and Deeple, my Clare and Ravi replacements!; R: Demolished roast chicken.

Deeple's boyfriend Hellenic also joined us girls for the first time and bless him he does take a verbal beating from us well. The story of Hellenic and Deeple reminds me to a T of my very very good friends Clare and Ravi back in Sydney, who became happily engaged last week! Congrats to them both and thanks Clare for asking me to be a bridesmaid! So the moral of the story? I'm available for weddings any time, any where. Did you hear me Deeple? Hellenic?

The meal was generally satisfactory, my roast chicken was flavoursome without any dryness. However as the price range was a little bit higher than Red Lobster and Jack Astor's, I was disappointed with the overall experience. Out of the three, this was in fact the more popular restaurant as we had to wait at the bar for 30 mins before a table was available. We've concluded that as I only had 11 more weekends left to experience Toronto, our time should not be mired in mediocrity and therefore, ladies and gentlemen, this will be my last tour of duty in the world of franchised restaurants. Next time you shall hopefuly see a much improved menu and rounder tummies.

Saturday night was again the usual gang, cooking dinner and drinking at Mihoko and Dave's. Somehow I got carried with the drinking part of the night which decided the dinner part of the night wasn't going to be a part of me so it all came out and down the toilet. Really what was I thinking? I'm turning 29 for crying out loud.