I spent the last few weekends in Toronto. Highlights included martinis at Pravda with my dear friends Mireille and Patrick; Indian food with some of my favourite former colleagues; an outdoor Back to the Future screening in Liberty Village with Humber PR gals; and decadent high tea with my old roommie Steph at the Royal York.
Whenever I’m in the city, I can’t help weighing life there against life in Elmvale. Some things about Toronto are just amazing. Some things, erm, less. As JF and I drove up the 400 yesterday afternoon, we discussed both.
When we got home, we decided to clear our heads with a walk through Tiny Marsh before tackling our long list of chores.
While quietly plodding (so as not to upset the birds) I remembered this blog post from a year ago. Not surprisingly, most of the list is still accurate. But I feel differently about a few things. So here it is, revisited — original thoughts in italics, new thoughts indented.
Things I miss about Toronto (revised)
- People — friends, colleagues, Cantores choristers, and the Rebelo family
- This is still the toughest part of being in Elmvale.
- Matt Galloway
- Sorry, Wei Chen.
- Good sushi
- Barrie’s good sushi offers a view of the highway. But at least it exists!
- Any Indian food
- It’s expensive, but again, available!
- The plethora of job postings with decent wages
- Surprisingly, we’re both gainfully employed. So I don’t miss this anymore.
- Solomon’s seal tea
- Yishey gave me a big, giant box so I’m set for at least a few more months. Thanks Yish!
- The Toronto Blue Jays
- Don’t know why I put this on the list in the first place.
- The St. Lawrence Market
- NOTE: We have excellent local farmer’s markets that are cheaper. If only they sold cheese and bagels and eggplant parmesan.
- As in LGBTQ — there isn’t enough of that here.
- Regularly discovering new corners and nooks
- There are tons of corners and nooks in our new neighbourhood, they’re just plant-filled instead of building-filled.
- Driving through yellow lights
- I must truly be a country bumpkin because I don’t have the urge to do this anymore.
- The Grid
- Properly stocked LCBOs
- Social media that actually keeps up with local news
- At first, I thought our local media outlets were slow. Now I realize they just don’t have as much news to report.
- I don’t find I need pumpkin spice lattes anymore — weird!
- I’m adding a new one: the wide variety of amazing restaurants and shops. Barrie just doesn’t come close.
- Another new one: cool stuff happening everywhere. Like the oddly appealing Tweed Ride — in which historically-attired hipsters ride their vintage bicycles through town.
Things I don’t miss a mite (revised)
- Looking nice all the time
- The number of perfectly-groomed people per square kilometre in Toronto is so indimidating to me.
- See my post about commuting in Simcoe County.
- The TTC
- I won’t cross this off, but I will say I miss not driving on a Saturday night.
- Warmer temperatures, with sticky air and half-assed breezes
- In the summer, this is true. In the winter, it is not. So I’m half crossing it off.
- The smell of garbage day
- The pace of everything (but driving and social media)
- Feeling totally disconnected from the people around me
- After months of tight-knit Elmvale, this was kind of nice for a weekend. But I wouldn’t want to live in it forever.
- Biking accidents
- Yorkdale mall
- I finally understand why hordes of people descend on Yorkdale every weekend: Anthropologie, J. Crew and Tory Burch.
- House prices
- Eating at restaurants almost daily
- Truth: for all my diatribes against eating out, sometimes I kinda miss this.
- Rob Ford
- Surprisingly, I missed his antics after awhile. Springwater politics are dull. Wishing him and his family strength.
- Parking downtown
- The Toronto Maple Leafs
- There are probably more fans per capita in Elmvale than in Toronto. Ugh.
- Crazy rent prices
- Getting lost in the PATH
- Not sure why this was on my list in the first place. I rarely used the PATH.
- The cost of food at farmer’s markets
It’s good for me to think about these things from time to time. To enjoy my Toronto time, while I’m there, and appreciate Elmvale’s Elmvaleness.