U.S. immigrations didn't prove to be quite as friendly as our Canadian friends. In fact the woman that boarded the carriage as we rolled back over the border from Canada appeared to be sort of cross between Stalin and a hostel matron. But at least she provided a little bit of entertainment to break up the 13 hour trip - although the Mexican woman she hauled off the train and interrogated, probably doesn't feel so kindly about her.
Toronto was a great city - it did its best to steal my heart with its food, sprinkling of snow, cutesy houses and crisp sunny days.
New foods were a running flavour throughout my time in Canada. Ohh the sweet maple-y taste of Maple Leaf cookies; the peanut butter that is so good I snuck it straight from the jar; smoked salmon cream cheese dip; and even sushi pizza (don't ask - it sounds gross when described). But there was one flavour that outdid them all. No - it was not the plastic orangeness of 'cheeze whizz'. It was Baskin Robbins' cookie dough ice cream. It was simply symphonic.
Toronto was a great city - it did its best to steal my heart with its food, sprinkling of snow, cutesy houses and crisp sunny days.
New foods were a running flavour throughout my time in Canada. Ohh the sweet maple-y taste of Maple Leaf cookies; the peanut butter that is so good I snuck it straight from the jar; smoked salmon cream cheese dip; and even sushi pizza (don't ask - it sounds gross when described). But there was one flavour that outdid them all. No - it was not the plastic orangeness of 'cheeze whizz'. It was Baskin Robbins' cookie dough ice cream. It was simply symphonic.
2 comments:
don't say i didn't warn you about that ice-cream. suck up as much as you can ... x
Did you come across Clamato juice? I hear the canadians love it - tomato juice with clams.... Mmmmm!
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