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Out & About #452 | Collective May Visuals

5/31/2018

I thought my period of lethargy had subsided when we went to Wonderland. Fast forward a few days, however, and I was suddenly stricken with headache and fever, forced into a bedridden state for over twenty-four hours. Fighting a nasty cold and throat-on-fire had been adequately terrible, yet the world had not been done with me until high internal temperatures struck.

Majority of this month has been an ongoing recovery period to combat the germs collected from young monsters of the current generation - be careful when working with kids! Most of the adventures have already been previously documented, so here are merely some in-between munching visuals.

1) Breakfast in the form(s) of Matcha Peanut Butter Toast and a Coconut Pineapple Bun w/ a side of Iced Matcha Latte
2) A traditional remedy known as 杏仁蜜棗茶 (aka Chinese Almond Jujube/Sweet Date Tea) was summoned to soothe a throat on fire.
3) More CoCo, as expected.

4) Kariya Park towards the end of its blooming season
5) Other variants of toast: Peanut Butter with accents of Nutella and Banana + Yuzu (and a side of Mantis Matcha Latte)

Out & About #451 | Part 2: Infinity Mirrors, One Zo + Dagu Rice Noodle

5/23/2018

Read Part 1 HERE !

Next up on the itinerary was the Yayoi Kusama Infinity Mirrors exhibit.
For loyal followers of this space, it should come as no surprise that I've been eager to attend the dotty display since its announcement in January. By the time the fourth public release of tickets came around, I had already been convinced that I would not be able to attend, yet somehow I managed to secure tickets for four. Regrettably, my favourite fangirl was unable to make it as weekend tickets had sold out completely.

The event operated in a fashion similar to Wonderland trips: long lineups for individual attractions that provided quick bursts of visual satisfaction.
A pamphlet outlined the seven rooms available for viewing: some dimly lit and some completely illuminated. The entire exhibit spanned two floors, where Kusama's paintings and standalone works filled the gaps in between the timed "infinity rooms".

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Explanations and tidbits of additional information were posted about the lineup gates, though little attention was paid to them (on our part anyway). I was much more engrossed in contemplating ways of capturing the rooms in their entirety within the 20- to 30-second allowance period.

To be completely honest, I felt as if the very brief moments inside each room had been enforced purposely such that viewers would shift their focus from mass photo-taking to personal immersement. Most often times, one does not stare at a painting undisturbed for longer than 20 seconds anyway.

Dim rooms and a multitude of colourful illumination sources easily capture my heart. It gives the illusion of being isolated in an everlasting capacity of thoughts and emotions, in the most soothing way possible.

"Aftermath of Obliteration of Eternity" (2009) conjured feelings of calmness; it was as if one had strode into a festival of lights on a balmy summer night, with not a single soul to muddle with one's thoughts.

"The Souls Of Millions Of Light Years Away" (2013) was a galactic party contained within a box of roughly forty-eight cubic metres. Occasional flashes of LED lights were reflected between the mirrors.

"Love Forever" (1966/1994) was another fascinating stop. Rather than viewers being completely enveloped by the exhibit, it adopted the form of a life-sized kaleidoscope with alternating colour schemes.

Out & About #451 | Part 1: Hana Sushi & Cafe

5/23/2018

The concept of conveyor belt sushi arose in late February, when grounds were still lined with copious amounts of slush and ice. A short round of renovations later, a side street just off of Yonge and College welcome a café/quick service sushi restaurant hybrid encased in towering glass panels.

Known as Hana Sushi, the general idea of the establishment revolved around customers using a tablet to order their preferred items, which would later be presented on a plastic bulet train-like contraption. This nixed the need for active members of waitstaff and enabled items to be delivered to customers as intended by the kitchen.

We entered the premises on an exceptionally quiet weekday, just prior to attending my mid-afternoon for the AGO's Infinity Mirrors exhibit. Towards the left of the entrance was a makeshift café area: high stool seating and a few lounge chairs assumed a portion of the allocated space, while a cashier/drink preparation counter took up the remainder.
To the right was a dining hall which featured three sets of compact food delivery tracks. The upper tier carried a maximum of four plates and operated in a linear manner; the lower tier, stationary at our time of visit, appeared to travel about the booths like a luggage carousel during busy feasting hours. In between these areas was a small refrigerator for grab-and-go boxes.

It's impossible to deduce the efficiency of the technology in place when incoming traffic was little to none. Either the lunch peak had just diminished or the restaurant's average daily traffic was minimal to start. Along with the small-scale linear infrastucture in place, two members of staff worked to guide new patrons through the ordering system and ensure that each table's supply of soy sauce, water, and napkins were sufficient.

In short, customers could pick their desired items based on category (Sashimi, Snacks, etc.) up to a maximum of four items per submission. Prices varied based on the type of the item and were distinguished using plates of different colours. The most economic picks - generally Tamago and Cucumber Maki duos - were placed on white plates ($1.99), while pricier choices - such as Chirashi and individual pieces of Scallop - utilized black plates ($7.99).
Regardless of price though, there were at most three pieces of sushi or sashimi allocated per individual order. The portions were miniscule and quality was mediocre at best.

We requested a range of items, including:

Salmon Belly (Red - $5.99)
Tuna Sashimi (Red - $5.99)
White Tuna Sashimi (Green - $2.99)
Unagi Roll (Blue - $3.99)
Wakame Salad (Green - $2.99)
Tempura (Red - $5.99)

Hana Chirashi (Black - $7.99)
(Spicy) Seared Salmon Nigiri (Green - $2.99)
Tamago Nigiri (White - $1.99)
Banana Tempura (Blue - $3.99)
Chicken Karaage (Red - $5.99)

Salmon Belly was an appetizing first dish, though its quality fell short of similar orders at other Japanese restaurants.
Neither the Tuna Sashimi nor White Tuna Sashimi proved particularly spectacular, nor distinct enough to justify the three-dollar price difference. Although they were devoid of any veiny bits, the pieces were rigid and firm - an indication of lack of freshness.

The Unagi Roll was average in all aspects, which, once again, made it difficult to justify its price tag of $2 per piece. The maki rolls had arrived with a thin layer of sauce running off its surface in a strikingly unpleasant manner.

Admittedly, Wakame Salad was not a poor pick on our parts. The container arrived brimming with seasoned stringy goodness, which we were able to munch on in between bites of second-rate sushi.

Out & About #450 | Wonderland + Katsuya Mississauga Preview

5/20/2018

Journeying to the GTA's largest amusement is always a taxing quest. The entire ordeal can be tremendously exhausting, given the painfully long wait times and excruciating treks to and from the parking lot in 30 degree-plus weather.

Instead of the regular seasonal conditions, this May happened to welcome sunny, blue skies and breezy temperatures - a welcome change from the sweltering scene I witnessed several years back.

In spite of the Victoria Day long weekend, lineups were lengthier than anticipated. Our "warm-up ride", The Fly, incurred a tedious 1.25 hour wait. By the time we had concluded the kid-friendly rollercoaster, the clock read half past one.

Perhaps it was merely the family-centric attractions, for the wait time of one of Wonderland's new additions was only a fraction of the well-loved starter coaster. Approximately 15-20 minutes after joining the back of the line, we were already being strapped into Lumberjack.

The contraption involved two gigantic axe-like configurations that swung back and forth, before making two to three complete revolutions. We happened to be situated towards the middle of the sets of seats, as opposed to the outward-facing edge that I had preferred. The ride proceeded in an unhurried manner, providing a decent view of the surrounding scenery and shrubbery. Speaking on my own behalf, it was a walk in the park; but the ride clearly wasn't for the faint of the heart for those vulnerable to motion sickness.

Seeing as the other members of our party were less intrigued by apparatus that spun and/or involved steep drops, they headed for tamer attractions and greasy amusement park munches.

We later rode Silver Streak, primarily out of coordinate convenience and its supposedly short lineup. The number of prospective riders actually accumulated after we had joined the snaking trail, but the idling period persisted to a solid 40 minutes.
The ride was clunky and shaky, with no cushioning behind the head. Feet were left to dangle as the cart progressed along gradual curves, jerking each step of the way. Put simply, it was significantly less enjoyable than The Fly and also resulted in minor headaches.

Walking through Planet Snoopy is an integral component of Wonderland for me. The children's rides are adorable and adorably furnished. Atmosphere-wise, there is a sense of sweet serenity to be felt throughout. It might be the alluring aroma of sugar-dusted funnel cakes and vanilla soft serve, or merely the milder attitudes of the wandering visitors.

Out & About #449 | Café Bon Bon + Toronto Kpop Con 2018

5/19/2018

A while back, I remembering venturing out to Lucullus at 14th Avenue and Kennedy in hopes to securing the then-hyped pineapple-bun-and-ice-cream hybrid, completely unaware that the item was exclusive to the Downtown Markham location.

Re-attempting the excursion once more, I was pleased to discover that Google Maps has since updated the Cantonese bakery's coordinates for improved clarity. In addition, Local Guides had also uploaded images to confirm the shop's precise situation in the large complex.

It suffices to say that the Downtown Markham spot is unquestionably more modern - both in terms of interior design and menu selection. Laptop-friendly lounge-style seating can be found immediately before the entrance, just across from a commercial standard espresso machine - a piece of apparatus not to be witnessed at typical Hong Kong-style bakeries.

Given the humid, dismal conditions, it was a steaming cup of HK Milk Tea that I longed for, not a sugar-laden morning snack. I swooped up two Pineapple Buns, a Chocolate Croissant, and Matcha White Chocolate Croissant before tacking the $2.25 beverage onto the bill.
Beware: the establishment is not a fan of credit, so bring cash or have a debit card handy.

The Pineapple Buns were, no doubt, of superb quality; the croissants, on the other hand, were strangely greasy but not particularly fragrant. The consistency of the carby component could utilize some R&D, though the fillings were delightful, albeit scarce.

One of my primary reasons for tagging along on an early weekend morning was to test the bubble waffle waters of First Markham Place's newest contender, Eggette Hut.
Unfortunately, the gates of the ex-juicing stall remained locked even after their declared opening time of 11:30 AM. The interior was dim, and didn't appear as if it would be illuminated any time soon, so I accepted defeat for the day and moved onto a hunt for prospective lunch destinations.

Café Bon Bon had emerged on my radar as an uptown spot to try Toronto's most recent fad of Japanese soufflé pancakes, though I was also aware of a limited number of savoury options.

The Times Square restaurant commenced operations at noon. As luck would have it, parking was secured with minimal effort, so we were able to enter the dining hall shortly after 12 PM to choose our desired table.

Tall ceilings, imitation shrubbery, a glass double door, and a reception desk situated directly by the entrance, the atmosphere appeared cool and lavish. In reality, the dining experience did not differ drastically from a more economic diner. Within minutes, the tables had filled and a nonsensical ruckus filled the area.
Service was tardy in spite of the ordering system: members of waitstaff carried tablets across their chest such that orders could be submitted instantaneously without the need of running back to a central computer. Many were absent-minded, either completely lost in his or her own thoughts, or simply confused by the chaotic scene taking place before them. No explanations were provided regarding the menu, nor was there a great deal of insight on the café's best-sellers.

After much discussion amongst ourselves, we opted to share an appetizer and main. A four-dollar Americano was also added to the roster.

Perhaps our expectations of caffeinated beverages were too idealistic, for the Americano proved inferior for the price being charged. The surface of the dark liquid was not only devoid of crema, but boasted a peculiar, cloudy film suggestive of foreign matter. In comparison, Kerr Street Cafe's rendition had been severely more enjoyable.

Drunken Fried Chicken, which incurred a charge of eleven dollars, was offered with choices of Sweet & Sour or Spicy seasoning. The former consisted of several lean pieces of chicken thigh coated in puffed rice, then sprinkled with sour plum powder. The appetizer was served alongside a few thin slices of pickled radish and green onion threads.
Crispy as it was, I was not fond of its dry properties and synthetic flavour profile. The glamourous description failed to sway me, as a consumer, to believe that the dish was worth any more than fried chicken with preserved, man-made umeboshi powder. Points for visual appeal were allocated separately, for the combination of turquoise with purple is a solid match. Personally, the inclusion of puffed rice is viewed more as a distinct downgrade than intuitive fusion cuisine.

The more satisfying pick of the two savoury dishes was the 48 Hour Short Rib Donburi. Temporarily disregarding the hefty $19 price tag, the contents of the bowl were confirmed to evoke feelings of content. (Homograph alert!) Noticeably tender strips of short rib adorned a bed of short grain rice - some were fatty bits in entirety, though over half were edible and fleshy. Underneath was a comforting portion of sauce-decked grains, where short rib jus and fatty oils had trickled through to prevent dryness and provide a boost of flavour. Quality beni shoga, softened enoki mushrooms, and chopped scallions were nice accents as well.
It should be noted that this bowl would be insufficient in satisfying diners with large appetites, for the ceramic container held far less than the standard size.

Soufflé Pancakes was the last item we tacked on. Advertised as a signature specialty offered in limited quantities with an estimated 20-minute wait time, one would expect only the finest product to be bestowed before them.
Our wait time averaged twenty-five minutes, with potentially the most observant server coming around to apologize for the delay at the 20-minute mark. He further explained that there was an influx of pancake orders, and that only two orders could be cooked at once.

Out & About #448 | Roaming Oakville + Kerr Street Cafe

5/16/2018

When impromptu appointments send us southwest to East Mountain in the early afternoon, the second meal of the day is normally postponed until all relevant assigned tasks cease.

Recurring sessions of dining out had me hankering for greens - a salad to be specific. Being ill, however, meant that one was not about to carry on with the remainder of the day sans carbs though. The compromise lay with a Sweet Chili Signature McWrap stuffed with shredded lettuce and lightly salted grilled chicken breast.

En route back from Hamilton, I suggested a caffeinated detour.

Kerr Street Cafe had originally been reserved as a spot on the Mother's Day itinerary, but a lack of available travel time had prompted us to reconsider the journey for another day. This happened to be that very (lazy afternoon) opening.

We easily found street parking before the coffee shop's entrance on Kerr Street.
The metred parking spaces were on the spacious side - a vast relief from the headache-inducing situations of Port Credit and Streetsville. In addition to that, oncoming traffic was relatively sparse and parking fees were quite reasonable for the scenic neighbourhood.

A few steps were taken around the area upon alighting - first to Mad Hatter Tea Co, then to a nearby tea room situated at somewhat strange coordinates. The latter was home to an extravagant selection of loose leaf teas, tea cups and tea ceremony apparatus, as well as Chinese chess tables.

Waltzing into Kerr Street Cafe, we were greeted by a shiny, silver La Marzocco. Behind the commercial machine were sets of equally shiny teeth, exposed due to the barista's beaming demeanour. Coffee could be obtained in portable form, or Weekday Brunch could be enjoyed within until 3:30 PM.

Opting to dine in, we were then guided a small table by the window, where several menu slips and a tiny tulip duo rested.
As we were seated, a friendly reminder that the kitchen was closing in five minutes was delivered. (It was nearing the end of brunch hours, after all.)

With time being of the essence, an order of Ricotta Pancakes was swiftly delivered, followed by a Cappuccino and Iced Latte.

The drinks emerged within minutes of their request, given that the cozy cafe was quite empty at our time of visit. The Cappuccino, much to my surprise, boasted no dry foam whatsover. Instead was delicate microfoam and a dusting of cocoa powder for added boldness. It was delicious nonetheless, but more distinctive of a latte as opposed to it frothy relative.

Iced beverages incurred an additional charge of seventy-five cents - something I had not been aware of prior to ordering - and were accompanied with striped paper straws. The straw had not been dunked into the glass beforehand, but rather left on the plate for customers to perform the task themselves. This attention to detail was nice, as it helped to delay the deterioration of the biodegradable absorption device.

Both espresso-based beverages utilized the Notorious blend from their own small batch coffee roasters known as Brothers'. The concoction was fragrant and potent, brimming with notes of sweetness and only a faint hint of acidity.

Shortly after the drinks had been set on our table came the Ricotta Pancakes. Stacked high on a dark ceramic plate and bedazzled with an ornate assortment of floral matter, the trio was stunning simply by appearance.

Out & About #447 | Mother's Day at Kariya Park + Lake House

5/13/2018

Closest to home yet rarely ever explored during this time of year is Kariya Park.
While a prior trip with orangecane had proved fruitless in terms of cherry blossom sightings, Mother's Day was the perfect excuse to traverse across the densely-populated grounds again in search of pretty pink petals.

Vastly more diverse in hue and species, the buds on display ranged from innocent white to baby pink to rich magenta. The trees weren't particularly luscious, as it seemed that the flowers were nearing the end of the blooming period, but there were enough shrubs to draw a decent-sized crowd to the park.

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Temperatures were, admittedly, chillier than expected. A light jacket was proven essential whilst exploring the area in the shade.

Many families had taken advantage of the occassion to capture family photos and immerse themselves in spring flower-gazing. Our visit was probably shorter in duration than many other visitors, for after numerous image-capturing attempts, we grew exhausted with the constant photobombing and retreated back to the car.

Time was ticking, so instead of relocating to a cozy cafe in Downtown Oakville (or swinging by Port Credit for artisan ice cream), I prompted a stroll through the nearby shopping centre.

A Cold Foam Cappuccino and Cold Foam Cascara Cold Brew were secured from the Starbucks Reserve shop, followed by a ridiculously sweet Maple Pecan Cinnamon Chimney in a Golden Glaze Cone. Wait time was minimal given the crowds that surrounded the shop. But after tending to the messy specimen, I couldn't comprehend why leaking soft serve and a super firm, syrup-drizzled cone had accumulated such popularity amongst mall-walkers. (To be fair, Eva's was better than OG Chimneys.)

In the early evening hours, we headed to Lake House in Vineland. A reservation by the window awaited us.

The venue was positively brimming with eager dinner guests as we made our grand entrance. Several parties had taken a liking to the outdoor patio, which, despite quite nice on balmy afternoons, had become a feasting ground for mosquitoes as the sun began to settle across the horizon.

A series of "holiday" menu items were available for the day - er, night. We glanced over our options while Ginger Ale and Sparking Mineral Water were delivered to the table. (As a side note, soft drinks ring in at approximately $3.50, while one single bottle of fizzy water involves a charge of $7.25. Yikes!)

Our server recommended the Seafood Paella for Two, noting that the portion size would be exceptionally generous even for two patrons. We followed suit with this recommendation, adding on a Baby Spinach Salad for the sake of having greens.
The standard basket of warm bread rolls came some moments after these requests were processed.

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Out & About #446 | Partial May Visuals

5/12/2018

April showers bring May flowers! Clearly, with these budding perennials, allergies are also in tow, along with sniffles induced by abrupt weather changes.

Where young children assimilate, these germs are discharged, then latching onto the bodies on fellow playground-ers and adults alike. I myself have failed to escape such nastiness, and have been forced into involuntary abstinence from physical activity and culinary exposure in all its forms.

Lotion-lined tissues aside, here are some snippets of my pre-illness adventures!

1) A Lime Mousse Cake-turned-Cheesecake inspired by Cooking tree

The recipe had somehow morphed from a traditional mousse cake (with a less traditional graham crumb base) to a super creamy, airy cheesecake when a minimal amount of gelatin was located in the pantry. Cream cheese blocks were consquently substituted, thus resulting in delectable, strawberry-enhanced mini cakes.

Once the guideline has been perfected, be confident that it shall be made available under What I Make.

2) Attempts at creating latte art on morning Matcha Lattes continue
3) Breakfast visuals of Egg Yolk Lava Buns and an Iced-Latte-and-Chocolate Chip Oatmeal Cookie pairing

4) Dining with orangecane in Port Credit, and then at The Kolkata Club
5) York University's completed transit hub in the late evening hours

6) This space can never be exempt from CoCo runs.
7) While further than I would normally like to travel for a place of peace and quiet, Centennial Park proved itself to be quite serene on weekday afternoons.

8) Homemade Iced Matcha Latte + an utterly scrumptious Raspberry Croissant from Put A Cone On It
9) Dual-toned Peanut Butter/Nutella Toast is another up-and-coming breakfast favourite

10) The Mother's Day Market at Square One was perused a few days prior to the unofficial holiday.

Amongst the assortment available were handcrafted truffles, preserved flower arrangements, chocolate-dipped waffle treats, and even fresh and dried flowers. A wall of 3D paper cutouts was also present at one end of the pop-up for photo-taking.

Out & About #445 | Part 1: Cherry Blossom Hunting + Shunoko

5/9/2018

Cherry Blossom Fever has officially hit the city and it would be astonishing if not even a single acquaintance has taken up the mission of trudging to High Park to catch the bloom.

Last year's trip had been chaotic: the drive was tedious, parking was nonexistent, and the amount of congestion was simply beyond stifling. Instead of diving head first into a swamp of blossom picnickers at Toronto's famed viewing destination, I embarked on a search for visual enlightenment - devoid of disorder and deluge.

Centennial Park, which was in the close vicinity of Pearson Airport, was a breathtaking first location.

Bountiful green space, blue skies, and a convenient asphalt lot made it the ideal spot for spending a leisurely afternoon. The park also featured a lake, along where Canada Geese and ducks surrounded the perimeter. Minus the handful of golfers tackling a game some hundred metres away, the venue was pretty empty.

There was a distinct contrast between the migraine-inducing scene at High Park and similar recreational regions.

Several cherry blossom trees were witnessed along the Centennial Park Boulevard. They weren't exactly the delicate shade of pink I was anticipating, but rather a solid white with yellow undertones.
The appearance was a minor concern for me, since I could happily snap away at peace without any background, or foreground, intrusions.

As it neared lunchtime, a dining destination unfamiliar to me was suggested. Associated most frequently with omakase, Shunoko determined our temporary route for the afternoon.

Finding parking was the primary concern. Being located on an arterial, drivers were limited to metred street parking or Toronto Parking Authority paid lots. One could also opt to commute, as 512 streetcars passed by the intersection periodically.

The decor was modern and sleek - dissimilar to the surrounding Italian fare classics of the Earlscourt neighbourhood. The heavy use of unlacquered wood and precisely severed planks exuded a sense of refined minimalism. The seating area was divided into an-almost private dining space at the street-facing side of the restaurant, followed by a strip of booths at the establishment's deeper depths and a bar before the working area of the sushi chefs. The interior quarters contributed a warm, moody cast onto the furnishings below; whereas illumination was more abundant near the front seating area, the unshielded exposure to the vehicles and pedestrians traversing along St. Clair resulted in unwarranted absorption of dust, fumes, and pollution.

Menus seemed to alter on a seasonal basis, for the alligator clip-hinged sheets placed before us noted a specific launch of April 2018, notably for the spring season. I would have expected a timeless hardcover booklet and cloth napkins, given Shunoko's overall vibe, but it is unknown whether these elements come to materialize in the evening hours (like Kiin).

Only one member of waitstaff tended to the floor, while two sushi chefs worked diligently behind the bar. Weekday afternoons were peaceful, thus nixing the need for additional crew members. It was, however, made known to us that ridiculous influxes of customers arrive with suppertime; as such, reservations are generally recommended should one be intent on alighting.

< Pictured above and below: Salmon Sashimi, Spicy Scallop Ura maki, 'Can't go wrong' House Maki, Chirashi >

After a careful evaluation of the items presented on offer, I chose the Chirashi - a splurge given my recent spendings for Eyes On You - while my dining partner opted for several smaller dishes.

Salmon Sashimi comprised of vibrant, fleshy slices devoid of veiny bits. I found it odd to have had it served slightly below room temperature, though freshness was not compromised.

I did not sample the Spicy Scallop Ura maki and therefore cannot comment in regards to taste. Purely based on distant observation, the scallops were translucent with a hint of shininess, indicating succulent qualities. The coating of black and white sesame seeds also served to boost visual appeal (and presumably enhance textural diversity).

Having debated extensively between the Shiromi ceviche, 'Coconut spicy tuna' House Maki, and Chirashi, I can wholeheartedly declare the latter as a stellar final decision.
Perhaps it may sound ignorant, though I was able to enjoy each and every component of the dish without possessing complete knowledge of the species I was consuming.

Some elements were typically served raw, yet there were a select few that had been torched to enhance umami (read: delectableness)
Tamago was sweet and silky without any hint of prolonged pan exposure. Maguro oozed with freshness, essentially dissolving in one's mouth upon contact in spite of its low fat content. Sake was, more or less, the same variety utilized in the à la carte orders of Salmon Sashimi and thus a few notches below expectations for chirashi standard.

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Out & About #445 | Part 2: Trinity Bellwoods Park + Koreatown

5/9/2018

Read Part 1 HERE !

The journey for cherry blossoms continued, eventually leading us to Trinity Bellwoods Park.

It sufficed to say that as we neared the downtown core, the greater the crowds became. At the edge of the park, where a few budding trees resided, small groups of friends had gathered beneath to set up camp for the afternoon.

The number of blossoms outweighed that of Centennial, but the environment was undeniably less serene due to greater amounts of foot traffic. Petals here were observed to be stark white with extremely faint yellow and pink undertones.

As we traversed southbound through the space, the number of park campers grew. Nearing the Queen Street entrance was a plethora of cherry blossom trees, and it was in this highly congested that families, friends, and couples had taken to spreading picnic blankets underneath for viewing and/or relaxing purposes.

Little time was spent here; I merely needed to satisfy the pink petal urge before departing.
An aimless walk around the neighbourhood then commenced. The streets grew warm, as I observed, when we didn't find ourselves surrounded by delicate flowers or trekking in the shade.

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Out & About #452 | Collective May Visuals

Out & About #451 | Part 2: Infinity Mirrors, One Zo + Dagu Rice Noodle

Out & About #451 | Part 1: Hana Sushi & Cafe

Out & About #450 | Wonderland + Katsuya Mississauga Preview

Out & About #449 | Café Bon Bon + Toronto Kpop Con 2018

Out & About #448 | Roaming Oakville + Kerr Street Cafe

Out & About #447 | Mother's Day at Kariya Park + Lake House

Out & About #446 | Partial May Visuals

Out & About #445 | Part 1: Cherry Blossom Hunting + Shunoko

Out & About #445 | Part 2: Trinity Bellwoods Park + Koreatown

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