The idea had been to reduce efforts where possible. Though, at seeing the extensive array of fresh veggies before me, I couldn't resist assembling some (unplanned) dishes of my own.
Once the cucumber had been rinsed and drained, the chunks formed the base of the Korean side dish, while the slices were arranged in a single layer on paper towel to drain thoroughly. Covering with plastic wrap, the salad was allowed to marinade in the fridge until serving. Toasted sesame seeds were prepared for sprinkling.
Comprising of a herby, lemony essence the souvlaki was surprisingly complex. The cuts were incredibly lean though, making for a rather tough texture overall.
The portion of Vanilla Bean within the waffle cone was about 1.5 times that of the small scoop. Interestingly enough, it was also priced somewhat proportionally.
Vanilla Bean was delightful at first, but gradually grew bland after successive bites. Trickles of speckled milkiness caused the cone to collapse, exhibiting a similar consistency to dampened biodegradable containers.
Vegan Dark Chocolate curbed the interim craving for chocolate, but was richer in cocoa than it was velvety chocolate. The dairy- and egg-free creation gave rise to blemishes nearly immediately, indicating poor quality cocoa, non-Belgian derived chocolate, or both.
At this point, my watch read 5:50 PM. I suggested a stopover at Streestville, just before their celebratory activities kicked off at 6 PM.
Our early arrival at the event equated to an abundance of Canada Day-themed freebies. Maple leaf-topped sugar cookies welcomed us first, followed by enamel pins, pens, notepads, and light-up wristbands at the MPP booths. Naturally, we refreshed our Canada flag inventory with fresh, vibrant ones.
I had wanted to obtain a handful of temporary flag tattoos for future years, but the attempt was cut off by a volunteer, who began to peel off the tattoo backing as I approached the booth. He helped to apply the tattoo as well, dabbing the back with a wet sponge, then retrieving the paper discard for disposal.
Out of curiosity, I led the way to Streetsville Memorial Park, though there was not much to see beyond first responder vehicles and an empty field. The drone show was not slated till 9:45 PM, when we'd be long gone from the vicinity and enjoying A/C back home.
It was somewhat breezy at the base of the slope, but dreadfully humid along the upward trek back to the Village Square. Nevertheless, the conditions were preferred to the predicted thunderstorms.