Flatiron was so much fun last night. It was totally packed but only in the main bar area where we were sitting. There were like eight guys in suits who refused to sit at a table, they just loitered in the main walkway and blocked the TV screen for us avid NTNer’s. And they had to nerve to keep checking us out. We haughtily ignored them and made a big production out of leaning way over to see the TV. I had bruschetta, it was fabulous.
Anyway today is my one year anniversary of living in Toronto. I really wanted to do something special, something that involved drinking too much, but it just kind of snuck up on me. Maybe I’ll just walk around the city a bit after work. I will be accepting gifts however if anyone’s interested.