It's a Location Thing

The best part about being back in Toronto is how easily I can get access to all of the things I love about the places that are NOT Toronto.

Like, thanks to David's Tea, I'm able to have authentic, Chinese green tea, as referenced in this entry, any time I want. I can bring myself back to that afternoon in the tea museum, pretty much every time I pour a cup of tea.

I was able to have some delicious kimchi jigae a few weeks ago with a vegetarian friend I introduced to Korean food. The restaurant looked exactly the the ones in Oe Dong D and I used to frequent - tons of tables crammed into a tiny space, full of Koreans enjoying their food. They even had the cutlery boxes on the table AND the napkin boxes as well.

There's an Irish pub right around the corner. It has the old wooden booths, the Irish beers on tap and (although a little OTT) the girls all dressed in kilts (also because kilts are kinda Scottish and..well..you ge the picture)

The beauty of all these experiences is that I get the only part I didn't get when I was there - I get to go back to my Canadian home, turn on my Canadian TV, call my Canadian friends and easily pop by and see my Canadian sister.

I missed all of these things when I was away and of course the one thing that Toronto can't replace is the people that I miss in all the places where I was.

But I guess I'm just realising what a good transition this place has been. And to think, I said I wouldn't want to be here again.

Well, as my other mantra goes, never say never.

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