Taste of the Danforth
On Friday night I went to the Taste of the Danforth with my girlfriends. We had some wine at Alex's place (she lives on the Danforth) and then headed over to the festival for some cheap retsina (isn't it all cheap?) and extra garlicky tzatziki.
When I woke up on Saturday morning I really felt like I was going to be sick. All I could taste was garlic. I tried brushing my teeth again and again, but it was coming out of my pores. It was pretty sick.
Ness and I decided to try and get rid of the greek by eating two pounds of ribs on Saturday night. They were good, and I think they did the job they set out to do.


2 Comments:
Mmm, love Taste of the Danforth! Even the garlic :)
I loved it too - until the next morning. Actually - only until about 10 minutes after I ate it. It was very good though.
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