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Out & About #881 | Pound Cake Again, Toro Toro + Ube Crinkle (Round 3)

3/17/2023

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"Why don't you - ?"
"Why can't you - ?"
"Why not try?"


Prevailing clear as day over the last three weeks, I can testify that doing your personal best doesn't necessarily yield the desired outcome. The feelings of inadequacy have returned, jointly with a flood of neck-tensing, headache-inducing tensions.
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In a society comprising of countless personalities, strenghts, and weaknesses, diversity is common, as are decision-making mechanisms. If opting for an alternate route was as equally easy to all, then our thought process would default to the same path, thus generating identical results.

Instead of forcibly coercing the actions of another, I struggle to see why most don't seek to understand and change their own strategy(ies) for interpersonal interactions. Whether we are result- or process-oriented, or have entirely dissimilar objectives, there are ways of meeting such goals with extreme compromise of the other. For once that compromise exceeds a given threshold, it is no longer a compromise, but an endless sacrifice for superficial harmony.
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​Majority of my week is spent indoors, mostly tending to the chaos of others. Be it in the workplace or day-to-day life, my resourcefulness, organization aptitudes, and problem-solving skills are constantly being tested.

Beer provides some degree of solace from the seemingly endless challenges of life, as do freshly brewed coffee (for the AM periods), ice cream (for the PM), and Sulley socks (for all times of the day). Waterloo Brewing's latest Juicy Hazy IPA and Guava Lime Radler are zesty and easy on the palate - ideal drinks for the spring-summer transition - which, realistically, may not come till mid-May.
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​Functional additions also bring about joy. A sturdy 16 oz. beer glass with neatly rimmed edges served me well in both alcoholic and non-alcoholic pursuits. Thai tea is great on its own, but even better in a crossover with coffee. (That said, the canned rendition from Taiwan was too milky and sugary on its own.)
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Sunday Baking's Condensed Milk Pound Cake was constructed again, for there is comfort in reliability. Due to concerns over non-uniform consistency, I attempted this iteration using a hand mixer. Though I would have preferred the depth of the stand mixer to prevent flying flour particles, I appreciated that the batter was a one-bowl undertaking, thus reducing the number of dishes.
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​Scraping the bowl is not an optional step, I learned, regardless of mixer choice. Throughout the creaming process, I passed a flat spatula along the inside of the bowl to incorporate any unlatched specks of butter, then again when blending the flour. Surely enough, this dedication presented itself in the final product: a tender,  golden yellow crumb with a homogenous cross-section.
The recipe calls for a baking time of forty minutes, but this is purely a minimum. The previous two attempts had seen baking times of 45-50 minutes for a clean toothpick, thus I set the timer for forty, and checked back between the forty-two to forty-five range.
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Out & About #880 | Waterloo Taphouse, THEMUSEUM + Revisiting Smile Tiger

3/11/2023

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The trip to Waterloo had stemmed from a desire to go out, for, contrary to popular belief, I'll easily choose the hermit life when funds and energy levels are low. Following a month-long recharge period, it was time to experience the external world once more.

​While there had been initial contemplation about a trip eastward - either to North York or Markham to fulfill munching needs - there were, truthfully, very few geographical POIs beyond food. Waterloo served as a pleasant getaway from heavily hyped eateries and crowds, which, in turn, made for agreeable drives and parking situations.
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​I had visited the Waterloo Brewing Beer Store previously, yet never set foot in their taphouse - or any taphouse, for that matter! This was about to change.
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Traffic had been light heading into Waterloo, so, despite a slight setback due to shovelling, we arrived in under one hour. The taphouse was quieter than I expected, with an ample amount of tables and low noise levels overall. Had our visit been slated for a gastropub in downtown Toronto, the scene would have been utterly more chaotic - not to mention time-consuming.

We had the option of choosing our seats, naturally prompting me to graviate towards the table with the greatest natural illumination. A few crumbs resided on the tall stool, but the bartender was more than willing to assist in brushing them off. Given that the chairs had been tucked into the table legs, it was evident that we were its first users of the day.
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Menus adopted the form of narrow wooden clipboards, with page breaks for cocktails, food, and featured items. As I flipped through the pages - barely reading, mind you - the sleepy polar bear pointed out the different Feature Menu selections tacked to our clipboards: Borscht and Pumpernickel Turkey Club on one, and Broccoli Cheddar Soup and Sourdough BLT on the other. While appealing in their descriptions, the soup and sandwich variations weren't conventional taphouse fare, and could likely be procured elsewhere.

I continued to scan for articles of interest. In the meantime, two IKEA drinking glasses and a chilled bottle of water were delivered to our table. Noteworthy was its presentation, for it utilized a tinted, airtight brewing bottle. At first glance, it would appear no different from a corked wine bottle, yet the cap was a screwtop inclusive of a rubber seal, similar to the amber bottle I had obtained for DIY vanilla extract. ​Though not immediately obvious, the water was deemed slightly alkaline (salty) after a few sips.
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"What would you like?" asked the sleepy polar bear from across the table.
"Hmmmm I'm not sure." I mumbled without lifting my head. The statement could be interpreted as indecisiveness to an undiscerning eye, though it was, in fact, a careful calculation to maximize enjoyment through sustenance.
"Are you going to get beer?" came the follow-up inquiry, which was quickly interrupted by "Of course you are! Who am I kidding?"

As if on cue, our gaze fell upon the flights on nearby tables, inciting curiosity and uncertainty. Our server, a friendly, bearded man in a black Waterloo Brewing t-shirt, sauntered by at this very moment, and immediately appeased my burning inquiries with a gesture towards the list by the bar. While those named on the Cans and Bottles section could only be requested individually, any of the names on tap could be chosen to constitute a flight.
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​After some internal debate, I confirmed the following picks:

1) Waterloo Brewing Signature Series Apple Crumble Porter
5) A Good Time Saison
10) Enida Kellerbier
11) Landshark Island Style Lager

We also took to The Full Boar Sandwich, Fest Pretzel, and Brussel Sprout & Chorizo Salad for sharing.
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Out & About #879 | Nabe, Oriole Park + Carrot Cake

3/10/2023

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Adulting encompasses a series of tedious tasks, ranging from acquiring survival skills to battling unexpected financial burden. Being trained (and, wired naturally, to some extent) to operate as efficiently as possible from an early age helps in adapting to this evolutionary process.
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​Quickly identifying a comprehensive solution is no easy feat. When one despises wasted efforts on trial and error as much I do though, Google serves as your best tool, outlining the past successes (and failures) of others for your own reference and learning.
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​Instances of setting foot in the kitchen past mid-2021 for non-baking purposes are rare. As of recently, I regained the temporary responsibility of meal-making. The duty comes hand in hand with grocery runs, for one is unable to cook without ingredients. Early in the week, a Chinese-style stylee nabe was constructed.
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I've termed it "Our Household Nabe", for the broth utilizes dried scallops and shiitake mushrooms instead of a dashi composed of bonito flakes, soy, and mirin/sake. I omitted ginger out of sheer forgetfulness, though later realized its significance in combatting the cooling properties of Napa cabbage.
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​Marinating 1.3 lbs of pork shabu shabu strips enabled tenderness without overbearing potency. The mixture of salt, dark soy, sugar, and Shaoxing wine helped to draw out excess moisture from the frozen segments while facilitating thawing. These strips were then stir-fried slightly with four stalks of roughly chopped scallions for aroma-acquiring purposes. Slowly but surely, the chopped napa cabbage was then placed into the pot and showered with four cans of chicken broth. Filling the pot to the top with water, the entire array was brought to a boil.

In order to ensure a clear broth, the mixture was simmered over medium to medium-high heat, skimming the foam with a fine mesh ladle as it appeared. Due to the fattiness of the pork shabu strips, the meat remained tender throughout the process.
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​The dish was served with udon and a side of Smile(y) fries.

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Out & About #878 | Condensed Milk Pound Cake, GOA Eglinton + Post-Blizzard Errands

3/5/2023

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Parallel parking skills, problem-solving capabilities, and results-oriented decision-making were aptitudes I had always thought of as natural processes to navigate physical reality, and life as a whole. It's recently dawned on me that a portion of the population has managed to carry themselves throughout majority of their time on Earth without adopting or acquiring any of the above. It baffled me, honestly; but even more shocking was the abstract concept of chasing pleasure through a process as opposed to its result.
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"You do things because you know the result in the end." I was told. "Both the cause and effect are known."
"What's wrong with that?" I inquired back. "Would it make more sense to invest time into getting a variable result? That's just a waste of energy and effort."
"Sometimes you do things for the process. 'Just because.'"

Naturally, I struggled to understand how certain actions could be undertaken on a "just because" basis. One of this society's biggest mysteries are those that live to escape hardship, brazenly flaunting the grand privilege of living according to their own schedule, their own funds, and their own energy reserve without making tangible contributions.
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​The issue with chasing a process is that it eliminates the end goal. The outcome becomes variable, and all efforts are concentrated towards a potentially fruitless result.

Ruthlessly served a dose of reality in my own endeavours this week, I learned of the need to realign my process with the desired goal in mind. Drowning immediate woes in hot chocolate and the comfort of furry friends, I began to devise the next order of action.
Feedback is seldom easy on the ears, yet always contributes to positive character development, should one allow constructive criticism to serve as motivation rather than a challenge of ego and pride.
​Meals of the week comprised of Steamed Chicken and Lap Cheong (not pictured), Pork and Pickled Veggies (also not pictured), and Small Deluxe and Italian Gourmet Pizzas from Pizzaville. Their Cheddar/Mozzarella Stix, while tasty on their own, reached new heights with a light drizzle of Worcestershire sauce for acidity. I also took the liberty of emptying the freezer of leftover ruby ganache with strawberry jam and concocting my first daiquiri with 1.5 oz Gold Rum, 1 oz of lemon juice, and 0.5 oz of Purdy's Ginger Syrup. The result was scrumptious, if I dare say so myself.

CoCo's Passionfruit Slush with Honey Jelly was delivered by the sleepy polar bear upon my request. The beverage was, thankfully, not icy enough to induce brain freeze and also delightfully reminiscent of fruit gummy candies, albeit on the stingy side of passionfruit seed inclusion.
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After the successful turnout of last week's Chiffon Pound Cake, I was leaning towards Sunday's Soft Vanilla Pound Cake. However, the gluten-free creation utilized heavy cream - an ingredient I had depleted just before its expiry date. She came to the rescue with yet another Pound Cake recipe, this time utilizing a combination of sweetened condensed milk and granulated sugar for structure and moistness.
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​Known to release no-fail recipes, Sunday Baking's Condensed Milk Pound Cake was no exception. Due to the repetitive periods of mixing involved, I turned to the stand mixer to facilitate the process. Many times had my right wrist cramped as a result of holding the hand mixer for extended periods; this time, I would actively work to avoid accumulation of strain.

The recipe started with the flour-batter method, in which butter was first creamed with sugars, then evenly mixed with flour. From this point, three eggs would be added in, one by one to prevent the batter from splitting.
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Out & About #876 | Calgary Souvenirs + Ganache Lava Cake Attempt

2/14/2023

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Returning from vacation brings about a new slew of stresses. While having all laundry completed, items re-arranged in their original position, and luggage stashed back into the storage room constitutes the "end goal" of a successful trip, the incredulous quantity of raw footage rests upon my shoulders, demanding attention.
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But, in the very least, access to my trusted array of tools is reinstated. Coffee - be it in espresso or filter format - can be crafted at will. Should Hot Cross Buns be desired, I have the option of venturing out, in my own car without the pains of connecting to the decidedly dreadful Android Auto.
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The days after my return consisted not only of laundry and unpacking, but also the slow evaluation of my purchases.

Both the gargantuan bag of Choco Churro Turtle Chips and Mango Passion Fruit Tea mix from H Mart were deemed worthy despite the troublesome transport back. The former was far more economic than any sale in the GTA, especially given Alberta's province-wide 5% tax. As for the jam mix, it boasts a loose consistency ideal for incorporating into chilled beverages. That said, a little does not go a long way. In the meantime though, it should suffice in place of CoCo's Bubble Gaga.
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Without any particular desires to leave the house, I spent them housed in my room, attempting to regain whatever energy was drained over the five-day duration out west.
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Homemade meals were my soul food, in particular a Tomato, Potato, and Pork Soup that simultaneously soothed and nourished the iron-deficient soul.

The readily available status of fresh produce and juicy oranges was another welcoming aspect.
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Highly anticipated was the reveal of my Cococo haul. The sustainable chocolate shop had intrigued me in its assortment, leading to the purchase of a 12-piece "Best in Show" gift set, a 250 g pouch of Ruby Couverture, and an affordable box of Dark Chocolate and Almond Biscuits.
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Calgary | DAY 5: (Pt. 1) Exploring YYC + Departure

2/7/2023

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By the time our fifth day in Calgary rolled around, I was more than ready to go home.
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​Over a twelve-hour period, I had emptied my bowels a whopping three times - likely buildup from the previous days' irregularity. As I had anticipated the potential delay though, our departure time remained unimpacted.
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​Barrow's scrumptious Morning Glory Muffin eased me into early morning packing. A self-concocted yuan yang, in all its milky magnificence, was used to pair alongside the moist, tender crumb. It goes without saying that an Americano hailing from the same coffee roaster as the muffin would prove far superior.
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​We checked out around 10 AM, just one hour earlier than the hotel's mandated time. After loading the extent of our baggage into the rental, we set off for YYC. The trunk would hold heavier baggage and one additional passenger: the fellow Torontonian we had met at the wedding.
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​After dropping off the rental vehicle, we crossed towards the terminal building. I made a beeline for the priority check-in counter and obtained my sticker in no time.
​The sleepy polar bear, who had been leisurely chatting with our new friend whilst I hauled my luggage onto the belt, failed to inform me of yet another wait at the regular check-in counter. A grueling twenty minutes passed us by, not a second being justified as queuing in separate lines could have happened in parallel.
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​"Who's Who In The Zoo" was a name I had spotted while we whizzed through the arrival gate. Mistaken for the official gift shop of the Calgary Zoo, I made it a point to visit before passing through security. ​
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Calgary | DAY 4: (Pt. 2) Banff Stopover + Return to Harvest Hills

2/6/2023

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Read Part 1 HERE !
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"Notice how there are no lights here?" I pointed out to the sleepy polar bear when we had first began heading west.
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There were no light poles in sight, and surely nothing even closely reminiscent of the chaotic cable network in downtown Toronto. Reception was, as I noted previously, nonexistent along the trail, though would grow stronger as we neared the Town of Banff.​
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​The glorious view of mountains furnished our drive back towards the tourist district, with sunlight receding ever so gradually along the way.
​By the time we had settled a one-dollar parking fee at the Beaver Street Parking Lot 300 Block, a dreary indigo fell upon the Banff Avenue Square.
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Embracing temperatures far balmier than back home, we leisurely navigated towards COWS.
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My memories of Banff are hazy, given their generation nearly two decades ago. Beyond the meticulous selection of amethyst and magenta slices at Rocks and Gems, I recall only sparse segments from the guided bus tour: my uncle running towards the bus with my finger puppet affixed to his zipper, a family friend's incredibly minimal luggage, and the phenomenally clear waters of Lake Louise.
COWS' Banff outpost was an unexpected surprise to behold, yet decidedly different from how I remembered the Whistler location to be. The store was divided into two sections: ice cream to the north and merchandise to the south.​
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​I persuaded the sleepy polar bear into purchasing a medium-sized box of Cow Chips - the dark chocolate version to avoid sweetness overload. The cow-patterned scrunchies also caught my eye, being a mere $1.99 each.
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Calgary | DAY 2: (Pt. 1) Calgary Tower

2/4/2023

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The first night was spent in restlessness. Bloating and waking at odd hours throughout the night made for nonexistent sleep that cascaded into the next morning.
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​The sleepy polar bear had woken before me, rustling, coughing, and exuding all sorts of noises while I desperately tried to ease myself back into the darkness. But, when the desk lamp flickered on for the clamorous consumption of tuna tartare from the night before, I could withstand no more. Jumping up, I furiously turned off the light and hushed the room's other occupant.
Alas, I was fully awake by this point.
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​In spite of a late night with little rest, I resolved to readying myself for the day instead of undertaking further attempts at slumber. Tugging away the curtains, I gazed outside at the snow-covered grounds, spotting the airport to the left and mountains to the right. A few lonely vehicles graced the road at the early hour of 8 AM.
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Element's Iced Americano and Coffee Cake assumed my breakfast. The slice was a surprisingly thick slab for three dollars, taking into consideration that cookies were priced at $4.50 apiece. It was rigid and dry on its own, but decent after microwaving for about 10-15 seconds. The Iced Americano was mild yet potent enough to serve its purpose of caffeination.
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Tickets to the Calgary Tower Observation Deck had been reserved for 11 AM. With a bit of time to spare, I suggested stopping by T&T before continuing onwards.
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We pulled into the slushiest parking lot I had ever witnessed in above zero temperatures. As with our hotel lot, it hadn't been ploughed at all! And although the atmosphere was warm, ground conditions were atrocious, resolutely resisting dissolution.
The same plaza housed a CoCo outpost, as well as Xing Fu Tang and Chicko Chicken, revealing shared franchises with BC.

In we prodded for a gander. The ceilings were taller than the ones back home, while the corridor housed additional kiosks like Galleria in North York (or the newer T&T at Lansdowne).
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Navigating to the produce section, I found large Envy apples on display. My grandmother had raved about this breed on countless occasions, yet we had failed to find any sweet enough to warrant her extravagant review on the east end of the nation. (Ambrosia and Gala were the prominent yields of autumn in Ontario.)

On a penchant to quench my curiosity, I took to two of the warm-fleshed apples. They rang in at the extremely affordable price of $4.32 for two! I placed these into my handy dumpling print eco bag, which I had slipped into my backpack in preparation for the odd, plastic bag-banned excursion. This was one of them.
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We then slid back towards the car over icy curbs and muddy sludge. The apples would come along with us for the trip.
​Downtown Calgary was a breezy drive from Harvest Hills.
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​Traffic was minimal, skies were blue, and main arterials were dry and clear.
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​I had investigated parking options leading up to the trip, and eventually selected a garage with a flat rate of three dollars until 7 PM - what a steal! Three loops led us to the 5th floor, from where we descended down the elevator to 10th Avenue.
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​As we began our trek to Calgary Tower, it dawned on us that closer metred spots were priced identically. The sleepy polar bear cast a side-eyed glance in my direction; we proceeded along the concrete sidewalk until eventually reaching our trip's one-and-only scheduled tourist attraction.
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​It was with mixed confusion and surprise to witness such a low volume of visitors at the Tower. Only two families hovered about the check-in desk - a number unfathomable at the CN Tower or Ripley's on a gorgeous weekend morning.
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​With e-tickets secured beforehand, we were advised to head directly to the elevators.
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One would service the Observation Deck (denoted as "OB") as well as the Sky 360 Restaurant (denoted as "R"); the other was labelled as serving the OB only.
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​An introductory video played on the LED panels affixed to the elevator walls throughout our gentle ascent. At arrival, the doors pulled away to reveal a 360-degree view of the city, as well as a glass-bottom lookout for maximum enthrallment.
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Observation Deck - Lower Level
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​In the distance, we spotted snow-capped mountains. For flat-landers such as ourselves, their persistent presence was truly a sight to behold.
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Calgary | ​DAY 2: (Pt. 3) Inglewood + Kensington Village

2/4/2023

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​Rosso 17th Ave did not carry the twenty-four dollar Essentials kit I had been eyeing on their website. The barista had informed me only select locations carried the product, namely the Tuxedo and Inglewood locations. On the map, they appeared quite far. Investigating further though, both were, in fact, under twenty minutes away.
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This information was relayed to the sleepy polar bear, who agreed on venturing east to find the product of interest. "Did you still want to walk around Chinatown?"
I pondered the prospect, then suggested reviewing the possibility after the detour.
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​Crossing over Elbow River into Inglewood, I really wasn't sure what to expect on the other side. The district appeared fairly developed, their colourful murals intriguing and wide concrete sidewalks inviting for a stroll. With two lanes in each direction and the curb lane partially occupied by ice and snow debris, the path grew narrow.

The sleepy polar bear demonstrated some degree of difficulty slipping into the closest street parking spot, though we managed in the end, with one wheel on the ice, like every other vehicle in the lane.
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​Outside Rosso, we spotted yet another lime green fire hydrant. Darting about it was a solo adventurer: a black-bodied bird with a white tummy and long, black tail streaked with blue. The same species had been spotted earlier in the day while traversing along the highway; those, on the other hand, fluttered in a group.
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To my dismay, the Inglewood Rosso did not carry the Essential Collection Box either. The staff had been kind enough to make correspondence with the other location for confirmation, despite the heavy customer volume. We learned that the item was apparently an online exclusive only until five days ago, and neither Tuxedo nor Inglewood locations had received their allotted inventory as yet.
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​Rather than drifting out emptyhanded, I resorted to individual bags of beans for experimentation. The bearded cashier had advertised Lover Boy, the coffee shop's bourbon-tinged roast of the month for February, prompting purchase of the 200 g limited time offer. While browsing the shelf for a second option, another staff member came to our assistance, offering recommendations to suit my preferred brewing method(s). The standard-sized (340 g) Kilimbi was also chosen on the basis of being suitable for both filter and espresso, and adopting a light yet sweet profile.

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Calgary | DAY 2: (Pt. 2) Exploring Downtown

2/4/2023

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It was around 1 PM when we departed the gift shop.

"What's next?" asked the sleepy polar bear, who had been ravenous enough to devour a mini KitKat from my bag while I browsed the gift shop.
I admitted that I didn't have a plan for the few hours to follow. The purpose was to explore the vicinity, obtaining sustenance wherever convenient.
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We quickly learned of the limited pathways permitting access North/South over the CN tracks, the closest being either 1 St or Macleod Trail via a pedestrian underpass. The former led us underneath the tracks through a dim corridor devoid of illumination, natural or artificial. Frankly, the Bay and Yonge Street underpasses are often no better in terms of visuals, but the 1st Ave one was horribly eerie even during daytime hours.

Our steps led us past a number of eateries, none piquing my interest. With every stride southward, the sleepy polar bear urged for a decision to combat hangriness. Bistros with high Google Review ratings did not entice me, nor did the bustling crowds spotted within.
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Just when our options along the stretch seemed to diminish into commercial territory, First Street Food Hall emerged as a pleasant surprise.

Its concept was akin to Assembly Chef's Hall, offering a range of various independent kiosks with a communal dining environment. The cuisine assortment included Indian, Vietnamese, burgers, tacos, pizza, local coffee, and beer on tap.
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Seating was found at both ends of the building: tables at its dimly lit southeast corner and bar stools at its comparatively grander west. These accommodations were in closer proximity to the bar, bathrooms, and large LED screens suitable for catching game nights.

In contrast to my sheer delight, the sleepy polar bear griped about the facility being a "food court" without table service. Immediately retorting that table service equated to a slower meal, prolonged hunger, and reduction in exploration time, I also defended the establishment for its avant-garde presentation. Furthermore, neither of us would need to concede to the culinary wishes of the other. The Food Hall was, instinctively, the ideal choice for swift execution of a late lunch.
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We placed our respective orders at Hi5 Burger and Moose and Poncho, then took our beepers to the bar seating overlooking the snowy grounds of Haultain Park.
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