Rumour has it that the August-limited venture warrants a visit from Ontarians near and far every single year. And that is, personally speaking, an occurrence that would spur greater stress than joy.
Because I was looking for a post-work hour activity that could be easily accessed by all members of the party. At the same time, everything deserves a chance for redemption.
Sundown paved the way for stooping mercury levels, prompting the need for either a cardigan or thin jacket.
Lineups are inevitable at the CNE, frustratingly so. From the washrooms to the vendors to dealing with slow-moving eventgoers within the structure, there wasn't a single instance that didn't require deploying the virtue of patience.
On a brighter note, the lines did tend to move quickly. The stalls, while repulsive in every shape and form, cleared in under five minutes.
In exchange, they offered to transfer the picking rights. Rainbow Grilled Cheese was my answer.
Having tested luck previously (and dumped far more funds than reasonable) on Whac-A-Mole and bowling ball rolling, I marched past without a shred of enthusiasm. We did, however, keep our eyes peeled for decently priced frog-flipping and hoops-shooting opportunities.
With each item ringing in at $4 though, it was a small price to pay for a grand deal of enjoyment. The waffle was a tad tricky to consume with grace, but nonetheless delicious. I will also stand by my declaration of Pink Lemonade being superior to its normal, sunny-hued counterpart.
Its infamous title was not unjustifiable, for the gargantuan triangle was tasty at its extremities: the cheesy tip and chewy crust. Overly oily was its centre section, which I passed to one of my dining partners-in-crime without reluctance.