Posts Tagged: distillery district

christmas market amidst the bluster

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It's blustery and damp. So far, that's what the winter has been: blustery and damp. Cold and clear is pleasant to walk in; blustery and damp gets down through your bones. Despite that, we walk over to the Distillery District to see the annual Christmas Market, and many folks and their families are braving it too.  We sip some mulled wine under a patio heater and then check out the vendors in the booths lining the cobbled "streets."

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Clouds obscuring the CN Tower, behind the Dominion Public Building, Front Street

 We retreat back westward and land in C'est What for some cosy and a snack.

Walking home later, we've got homemade soup on our minds. Even the CN Tower looks as if it wants to hide under the covers.

 

summer sunday beauty

 

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Ontario grown peaches, cantaloupe, strawberries, blueberries – some of summer's most wonderful gifts.  And a big bowl of happy breakfast (part one).

 

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Lusty flower baskets lining a restaurant patio at the Distillery District.

 

pleasantly tired

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Hydrangeas blooming at York Quay. Magical splashes of blue, purple and pink on a Sunday morning.

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Ship and Ferry. Waiting for Cathy and Stan at York Quay.

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Bike ride out to Humber River. Funny what you find when you stop for a drink of water in Toronto.

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Sugar Beach. Apres bike ride.

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Jazz Fest at the Distillery District. Kept noticing this girl in the second storey window near where we had planted ourselves to listen to music for awhile.

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Found this museum-ish display near the public loo at the Distillery District. How beautiful are those colours?

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Distillery District, Toronto

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Distillery District, Toronto

 

Coffee in bed.  Meeting up with Cathy and Stan for brunch.  Rain not happening.  Bike ride.  Jazz fest.  

Coming home this evening, I see a girl who looks strikingly like I did 35 years ago.  It's like seeing a ghost.

Pleasantly tired is how Ceri describes himself at the end of today.  I concur.  

summer sunday, full, sunny, perfect

A full weekend.  Family, food, music, bikes, sun…  A few images from a busy Sunday all over the place.

 

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We take a morning bike ride and meet up with Sean in the Beaches for brunch on the Lion's beautiful patio. They were saying the weather would be horribly hot, but we're thinking it's wonderful; hazy yes, but summery breezes are gorgeous.

 

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Along the way we meander around a path I'd not been on before. The hazy view of these boats sing "vintage" at me and I have to stop and shoot.

 

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Lazy bobbing in Lake Ontario.

 

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We enjoyed yesterday so much, we nip back to the 1000 Tastes of Toronto festival too hook up with Mia and Sam, and for an afternoon snack. This lady in fuschia was tasting some little vegan donuts. Distillery District, Toronto.

 

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How to transport a canoe in the downtown street: 2 Bikes, 2 Sticks, 4 People. Front Street, Toronto

 

out walking: distillery district, corktown, st. lawrence market

Its a gorgeous, summery first day of the three-day weekend.  Ceri goes for a ride while I catch up with some blogging and picture editing, then we decide to walk over to the Distillery District to check out the arts and crafts fair happening there.  Later, feeling a little peckish, we wander up to Corktown to check out Jamie Kennedy's Gilead Cafe, which has had some great reviews.  Unfortunately, we arrive between meal servings, so we share a plate of their apparently famous poutine.  Yep, it was out of this world; not gooey and cheesy like typical poutine, but served with roasted beef brisket and its gravy.  Oh my. 

We make our way back down to the St. Lawrence Market neighbourhood where we have big salads at the Jason George.  Walk slowly back home and have wine on my roof.  It's a really good day.

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Dappled sunlight on beautiful brick. Trinity Street, Distillery District, Toronto

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Yep, the building is doomed to become a facade. Glass towers even taking over the Distillery District. Trinity Street, Toronto

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Ceri and a large A. Corktown Lane, Toronto

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Gilead Cafe, Corktown Lane, Toronto

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King Street, Toronto

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Beautiful windows, Berkeley Street, Toronto

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Fire escapes and beautiful window and brick detail, Gooderham (Flatiron) Building, Wellington Street, Toronto

 

breakfast, love, light, windows

 

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Tugs (another astern) maneuvering ship into the sugar factory. Vantage point: Sugar Beach. I love that Toronto made a beach in this industrial spot.

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A window at the Distillery District. I know, you've seen it before. I can't help myself, they're so pretty, no?

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Lantern, railing, windows, sky – the Distillery District.

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Windows reflecting. Distillery District, Toronto.

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Windows, tree and sky, over the Jason George. Front Street, Toronto.

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Brick and sunlight. Front Street, Toronto.

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Happy, happy patio dwellers. Vitamin D rocks. From left: me, Ceri, Carly, Stan, Cathy. (Picture by nice lady on Cathy's phone.)

 

A Sunday turned out free for Cathy and Stan and Carly so we planned brunch in the city.  Carly hooked up with Cathy and Stan at Union Station and then they all met Ceri and me at our favourite brunch place near Sugar Beach.

It's gorgeous and sunny – the first real spring day.  A stroke of luck for our family-hanging-about-date, and damn we're all in need of some warm sunshine.  It hasn't been a bad winter, but a dreary one.  We need sun.  I needed some sun bad.

I'm sure we were the only ones in the restaurant who were so taken with the sight of the ship being towed by a tug (and followed by another) across our southerly view as we ate.  Might be because we're partial to a coupla' sailors.  As we left the restaurant, we see the tugs maneuvering the ship into the slip at the sugar factory.

We take a walk through the Distillery District.  Cathy buys Elaine some macaroons at the bakery there.  I take pictures of [more] windows.  There is a lineup at the Mill St. Brew Pub, so we wander back toward the Market neighbourhood and find a table at the Jason George.  We enjoy beers and sunshine and each others' company, laughing a lot.  The sun might have had something to do with that, but mostly it was the company.