While this was uttered in a much more casual manner, I can't deny occhung's skillful incorporation of my all-time favourite title track into our conversation. Her interpretation of my muscle-straining, errand-running adventure through the core and onto a ridiculously overloaded streetcar during rush hour provided some relief to my claustrophobia-inducing torture.
I dragged the fangirl in question, unintentionally so, throughout Eaton for the sake of checking out a few things I've had my eyes on. Prior to this, though, was a quick meal at Pizzeria Bosco within the Richtree Market.
The Hawaiian single slice, which came to six dollars after tax, was equivalent to two regular slices from pizza pizza; a combo option (canned soft drink) was available for an extra toonie. It featured tacky tomato sauce, stubby, firm bits of pineapple, and even firmer edges of crust. In short, it definitely wasn't my cup of tea, but speedy enough for satisfying pre-retail therapy emptiness. Time permitted, banh mi would have been a far tastier and economic option (DineSafe measures aside).
Interesting finds were a "SJYP" sweater - team SM or JYP?? - and a plush taco with a furry side profile reminiscent of ground beef.