Destinations in the suburbs devoid of complimentary parking always pose a headache. Over the years, I've been able to find wonderful workarounds for the scenic neighbourhood of Port Credit.
Streetsville, on the other hand, is less straightforward as the space is not only occupied by coffee shops and independent businesses, but also schools, some dwellings, and private lots.
On the bright side, street parking is extremely affordable. I suppose the only issue is finding and safely securing the spot amongst oncoming traffic.
Streetsville, on the other hand, is less straightforward as the space is not only occupied by coffee shops and independent businesses, but also schools, some dwellings, and private lots.
On the bright side, street parking is extremely affordable. I suppose the only issue is finding and safely securing the spot amongst oncoming traffic.
Pre-badminton adventures included a shawarma run at Osmow's - a franchise I had never bothered to drop by in the past. Generally speaking, there are always more appealing diners in the area that are able to serve up more satisfying dishes in a lesser amount of time.
The Osmow's in Streetsville was a fairly narrow shop just east of the Queen and Thomas intersection. Three members of staff worked the grill and stove area, while a beefier one (who seemed ridiculously hard of hearing) tended to customers behind the cashier.
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It took a total of three attempts to confirm my order of the Osmow's Special, for I had to repeat my selections thrice <i> and correct the man from charging me for a Super size instead of a Regular. The same incident took place while ordering the Super Beef Shawarma Wrap.
Once orders were placed, we were informed of the extensive ten-minute wait time. Seating was abundant inside the quick-service eatery, but oily fumes and an overall sense of griminess prompted a walk around the square instead.
Once orders were placed, we were informed of the extensive ten-minute wait time. Seating was abundant inside the quick-service eatery, but oily fumes and an overall sense of griminess prompted a walk around the square instead.
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The workers were simultaneously handling a slew of SkipTheDishes orders, which might I add, is a complete hindrance to regular walk-in customers. Prioritizing is key should higher managment wish to include additional meal-ordering services; employees ought to handle online and physical orders as they come such that customers on both sides can be satisfied. A steep drop in efficiency does not equate to pleasant dining experiences, regardless of the quality of food or service.
Ultimately, the wait averaged about seven minutes instead of the declared ten. The wraps were neatly bound in a dual-layer plastic wrap/paper casing and placed into a plastic bag with napkins (and plastic forks upon request).
Ultimately, the wait averaged about seven minutes instead of the declared ten. The wraps were neatly bound in a dual-layer plastic wrap/paper casing and placed into a plastic bag with napkins (and plastic forks upon request).
The Osmow's Special had been toasted thoroughly, ensuring a crisp, satisfying exterior. Its internal components of chicken, shredded lettuce, tomatoes, radishes, and pickles were delicious as well, but less flavourful than the likes of Pita & Grill and Safari Grill. The supposed mix of pineapple and chicken was not to witnessed however, until I hit the very bottom of the wrap; three lonely pieces of canned pineapple chunks had been separated from the pack, excluded from the watery garlic sauce and its friends.
The Beef Shawarma, on the other hand, was a great deal soggier. Pale orange garlic sauce escaped the wrap from all directions, ultimately leading to a messy, sticky turnout. Bits of seasoned beef could be tasted amidst the chaos, but the associated degree of satisfaction proved lower than other similar establishments.
The Beef Shawarma, on the other hand, was a great deal soggier. Pale orange garlic sauce escaped the wrap from all directions, ultimately leading to a messy, sticky turnout. Bits of seasoned beef could be tasted amidst the chaos, but the associated degree of satisfaction proved lower than other similar establishments.
We then embarked on a brief walk around the corner, before finally stepping through the doors of Murphy's.
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Despite residing in such close proximity to the famed ice cream parlour, I had never managed to squeeze in a visit.
Seemingly expansive was their selection of soft serve, ice cream, and frozen yogurt flavours, though the varieties probably only spanned one third of Scoops. Perhaps my expectations for a neighbourhood gem were too high, for in place of unique flavours were tried-and-true options such as Birthday Cake, Espresso Flake, and Chocolate Fudge Sundaes.
After much debate, I chose a Double Scoop of Rainbow Sherbet and Spiderman, a Super Kid knockoff, in a Waffle Cone.
The former was icy, sugar-laden, and artificially fruity - it was an expected profile, radiating nostalgia with every spoonful. Spiderman, though, was less impressive than the childhood favourite from Laura Secord, but its strong presence of banana was quite interesting.
The former was icy, sugar-laden, and artificially fruity - it was an expected profile, radiating nostalgia with every spoonful. Spiderman, though, was less impressive than the childhood favourite from Laura Secord, but its strong presence of banana was quite interesting.
As ice cream never feels quite complete without a body of water nearby, I suggested trekking past the residential units on Main Street in search of the nearby riverbank. While we couldn't be directly adjacement to the stream, hovering above the bridge that connected Streetsville with Timothy Street Park was a pleasant way to conclude the last-minute food run.
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In addition, I can finally declare that I've made my mark at Murphy's.
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