Here in the Wanderlust Wednesday World of the vonBloggenschterns, we're all reasonably normal.
Oh, sure, we can trot out the quirky with the best of them. But in our gated community on the mellow little left-hand side of the country, on most (?) things, we are right in there with the status quo. And even though Canada is thought to be far, far away - I can assure you that we pretty much have the same reference points as the rest of North America.
Say, if I were to ask all of you fine readers to fill in the blanks, I know for a fact that none of you would have a moment's hesitation to come up with at least 5 things:
"It goes together like ________(blank) and __________(blank)"
(C'mon. Do it. I know you want to.)
(C'mon. Do it. I know you want to.)
I also know for a fact that your answers and my answers would not be too far off.
Cookies and milk.
Bacon and Eggs.
Starsky and Hutch.
Peaches and Herb.
Seal Flipper Pie and Maple Syrup.
Leave it then to oh-so-edgy Toronto to screw up all of this bonhomie and commonality with their weird entry: "Cows and Museums". Oh ho, ho - what will these lunatics think of next? Hockey players and donuts? That is just never gonna fly, let me tell you.
The hotel we stayed at during our last unvaccinated trip back east was almost directy across the street from the stunning Royal Ontario Museum:
The ususual feature of this museum is its integration of the old with the new. In and of itself, the Crystal Wing is absolutely eye-catching:
What also managed to catch my eye, the first day I ventured out for a morning of some rib-stickin' breakfast and exploring , was a paddock of dairy cows just outside this structure.
Not only were there cows, complete with Mr. Greenjeans, but surrounding the pen were a slew of white-coated chefs. Totally weird and, without any other visual clues to put things into context, more than a little off-putting.
I know that here in Vancouver we pride ourselves in having the highest quality seafood for our sushi, but this is kind of taking fresh ingredients to a new level.
"Yes, Francois - I'll have the steak tartar, and I choose that spotted one right over there. Merci beaucoup."
I meandered over to try and make sense of the hubbub. There was a Dairy Farmers of Ontario milk truck, a few suits, some photographers, and a half set-up podium.
I asked one of the chefs what was going on, and he said he didn't really know. Dude, you've got filet mignon on the hoof here, and you don't really know? Gah. Asshat.
I looked for a bit, dismissed the whole event as yet another pretentious 'Toronto Thing' and told #56:
"I sincerely hope you have a good day. Really. Good luck. "
When I returned to the hotel later that afternoon, I noticed there was no trace whatsoever that would have hinted at the early activities of the day.
Well, except for this new item on the hotel lounge's menu:
Not only were there cows, complete with Mr. Greenjeans, but surrounding the pen were a slew of white-coated chefs. Totally weird and, without any other visual clues to put things into context, more than a little off-putting.
I know that here in Vancouver we pride ourselves in having the highest quality seafood for our sushi, but this is kind of taking fresh ingredients to a new level.
"Yes, Francois - I'll have the steak tartar, and I choose that spotted one right over there. Merci beaucoup."
I meandered over to try and make sense of the hubbub. There was a Dairy Farmers of Ontario milk truck, a few suits, some photographers, and a half set-up podium.
I asked one of the chefs what was going on, and he said he didn't really know. Dude, you've got filet mignon on the hoof here, and you don't really know? Gah. Asshat.
I looked for a bit, dismissed the whole event as yet another pretentious 'Toronto Thing' and told #56:
"I sincerely hope you have a good day. Really. Good luck. "
When I returned to the hotel later that afternoon, I noticed there was no trace whatsoever that would have hinted at the early activities of the day.
Well, except for this new item on the hotel lounge's menu:
Ahhhh. Fresh.
God Bless, ya, #56. You did have a good day, after all.
12 comments:
Oh my gosh...how strange. A portable dairy farm?!? Awesome building!
The architecture on that building is fascinating. Makes me want to pick it up and play with it in the sunlight- I just know it would throw prisms everywhere.
It goes together like:
peanut butter and jelly,
shoes and socks,
salt and pepper,
death and taxes,
beer and bizarre sex in the back of the Chevette.
Wait. That last one doesn't quite work does it, other than the fact that beer goes with everything.
Doc
That building is amazing. How cool!!
As far as the "It goes together like.... " I'm pretty sure Doc covered all of the ones I previously thought of. Well except the bizzare sex in the back of the chevette, although I do agree, beer goes with everything.
Countess of the Nine: After doing some poking around after the fact, it turns out it was an 'installation' of sorts from the ODF to let city folk see where their McDonald's milkshakes & lattes start out. Odd thinking, in my estimation.
Countess Ti: In the sunshine, it was just spectacular.
Count Syz: Now if you had said front seat, the Baron and I would have nodded in sheepish acknowledgment...
Countess MomX2: Oh, c'mon. While his list (and mine, for that matter) were fairly comprehensive, there's always room for more.
#56 delivered the goods! Wonderful buildings....
Very interesting buildings!
ok here is my go together...
like corona and lime.
You're welcome!
Countess Mama: Although how it made it across the street into a martini glass is udderly inconceivable!
Countess NNG Or how about like NNG & CW? Or like Blisters and Virginia?
It goes together like:
Sonny and Cher (except Sonny's dead and they were divorced)
Bonnie and Clyde
Batman and Robin
Wine and cheese
Chicken and rice
White on rice (instead of "and")
Fric and Frac (or is it Frick and Frack?)
Ice cream and potato chips; or peanut butter and bananas.
OK, so maybe not everyone would agree on that last one. I happen to like the sweet and salty combo. Now, just one more:
..goes together like CBW and a rambling comment.
p.s. That building is really cool, and so is that milky martini.
Countess CBW: It just wouldn't be our CBW without the ensuing rambling comment. And I'm in your club, girl - I love bananas and cashew butter.
Creamy & dreamy...
(which brings me to my own word verif. that happens when I have too much of said bananas & cashew butter and gain a little weight then try to deny it all - lumplyin)
Having tried sex in the back of a Chevette, I would venture to say that there really isn't enough beer in the world to make them go together well.
And so far nobody has mentioned McDonald's fries and vanilla ice cream
Whoa, who stole the Dr. Who set and turned it into a museum???
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