I've tried my hand at blueberry picking whilst on the West Coast and apple/pumpkin collection during Thanksgiving, but came to the realization that I've never dabbled in summer fruit selection in Ontario. The debate was initially between Downey's Farm in Brampton or Whittamore's Farm at the east end of the GTA; a friend's utterly positive commentary of the latter choice was enough to persuade me.
Pulling into the plaza well after 2 PM should have been prime time for finding parking. My eyes widened when we were unable to locate a single spot besides the business-specific 25-minute stopover types. Thankfully, the turnover was quick and we were soon happily munching on gushingly fresh sashimi.
The ingredients were straightforward, but the execution was outstanding. Ripe avocado, juicy mango, supple salmon, and refreshing cucumber were fused with gentle seasonings for a dish that was both temperate and satisfying. Chunks of tuna and white fish also added diversity in texture. Intricate strokes of onion-based dressing were included in accompaniment.
Normally, points are deducted for serving Aburi with wasabi and soy sauce. However, Hub's highly indulgent platters earn an expection. One bite of the gleaming goodness and all worries were thoroughly consigned to oblivion. This trip marked my third request of the dish, and I can only confess that it becomes increasingly delicious each time.
Directly across was The Cups, so it seemed only right to grab dessert before commencing the painfully congested return trip.
But I was wrong. Tongjamong Juice was essentially grapefruit juice in a whole grapefruit, exempt from plastic carrying containers and all things synthetic (besides the straw). It was served atop a small ceramic plate and pointy spoon-like utensil with rugged edges, presumably to slice the fruit open and obtain its flesh once fluids had been drained entirely. Honestly, I wasn't sure why neither staff member had bothered to inform me of this poor takeout choice. They answered to my demand of a carrying tool with a large plastic bag, which was largely ineffective for transporting back to the car.
I suppose the lack of packaging is a sure-fire indication that the cafe hadn't skimped on real fruit content. With the aid of an emulsion hand blender though, recreating this drink could effortlessly be done at home.
Personally, I enjoyed it a great deal more than the Tiramisu Bingsoo, for it was less sweet but did not comprise flavour nor texture. Its almost stagnant dissolution process also brought me much joy.