We had patiently waited for lunch at Cho Sun Ok amidst the hoards of elderly Koreans that had just finished Sunday service before making our way over to One Ten. Warily in wait to snatch DAY6 tickets, it wasn't exactly a time of relaxed conversation.
Fast forward to one semester later, where our schedules have finally vacated and catch-up time could be arranged.
The Chicken Thigh Tempura, as relayed to me, was on the bland side. "It's just fried chicken." was the sole comment.
The batter boasted strong similarities to the ones used in Korean seafood pancakes, although its contents were onions, cabbage, and bacon instead of scallions and shrimp morsels. The bottom had browned to a satisfying crunch, likely a result of slow-cooking in a shallow skillet.
I couldn't finish more than one third of the pancake, and even had to request hot water to soothe my aggravated insides.
She noticed that my hand had shot up within seconds, and proceeded to deliver a steaming cup of hot water shortly afterwards. En route to the table, the contents of the brimming ceramic cup had teetered onto her hands, completely taking us aback. I gasped in shock for her overall wellbeing, but she somehow managed to stride away calmly - and professionally, if I may add - without any impressions of scalding pain.
The water had been too hot to consume safely to begin with.
Replacing N9 Café on Spring Garden Avenue is Soul Café's newest expansion. Deemed the Sheppard location, this spot is easier to access by foot and occupies the same stretch as MyMy Chicken's original location and Tsujiri's spacious North York shop.
Similarly, the less-than-fabulous washroom had taken a toll: all apparatus were either lacquered in dust or covered with questionable smears, or BOTH.
This speediness was evident in the manner in which soybean powder and condensed milk had toppled onto the tray, with no shred of apology whatsoever.
Regardless, it was annihilated with minimal effort from the two of us.
It's sad to think that not a single outlet of the Daiso alternative exists within the GTA. Destinations such as Guelph, Brampton, and Pickering had been chosen first for the expansion, which puzzles me as empty store spaces do exist near the two largest transit hubs in the province.
Merchandise lined every shelf and every bit of wall space, leaving only slivers of tiny aisles for customers to manouever about.