Here comes the sun – It’s all right.

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If you have been following my blog recently you have noticed a lot of food posts. I actually enjoy writing them and not sure why I hadn’t started this earlier, I have been taking pictures of food for a long time (and I am sure driving my friends crazy along the way). I will be writing more about the things I am passionate about, so stay tuned for great stories around my photos (and food).

I try to live my life authentically and the real truth is I have been looking for new stories to share with y’all to avoid talking about the event that is now very fast approaching, the one year anniversary of Heath’s passing. There, wrote it, ripped off the band aid.

My niece has been taking guitar lessons for several months now. Going to their house and hear her picking and strumming is something I have really come to enjoy. One visit I was in the kitchen and she was in the dining room practicing. All of a sudden I hear the opening chords to Here Comes the Sun by the Beatles. I instantly took a breath and was affected by this. I always called Heath, sunshine, because he always looked at the glass is half full and that each day is an opportunity to be a great day.

I am a believer in signs and have had many over the past 12 months. Whenever I hear this song, I pause and smile.

Today I feel like the “long cold lonely winter” has been the past year of grieving. Many people shared with me that it does take a full year to go through ‘it’. I can still remember one of my co-workers at WE telling me that first week, “the only way to get through it, is to go through it”. It is true. It is lonely, it is painful, it is not linear. Those 5 steps – denial, anger, bargaining, depression, acceptance. Someone I know just lost someone very close to her and she shared these words yesterday – The irony of grief is that the person you need to talk to about how you feel is the person who is no longer here. That it is what it is.

Here comes the sun
Here comes the sun, and I say
It’s all right.

Little darling, it’s been a long cold lonely winter
Little darling, it feels like years since it’s been here.

Here comes the sun (doo doo doo)
Here comes the sun, and I say
It’s all right.

Little darling, the smiles returning to the faces
Little darling, it seems like years since it’s been here.

Here comes the sun
Here comes the sun, and I say
It’s all right.

Sun, sun, sun, here it comes
Sun, sun, sun, here it comes
Little darling, I feel that ice is slowly melting
Little darling, it seems like years since it’s been clear
Here comes the sun
Here comes the sun, and I say
It’s all right

Here comes the sun.
It’s all right

Thinking of everyone that is going on their own journey and where you may be on it.

Live your best life,

Lisa

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Dining out in the six – Uncle Betty’s Diner

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If you have been a regular reader of this blog the past several weeks you know that my friends and I have kicked up our brunch game to trying some of the restaurants in and around Toronto that have been on different websites, food shows or recommendations from friends.

This weekend took us to Uncle Betty’s Diner. I had been there once before and didn’t have the best food experience but thought I would give it one more shot. I went for the recommendation that was on John Catucci’s “You’ve gotta eat here” and it did not impress me the way it impressed him.

My friends ordered two verisons of Eggs Benedict – one on top of sweet potato hash and the other more traditional but with regular bacon not pemeal bacon.

Funny thing about my menu choices. I almost always have two options I am choosing from when I go out to eat. Both times I had on my list the stuffed french toast, stuffed with ricotta cheese and blueberries. Both times I had a savoury item on my list and ended up choosing that option.

The item that was featured on You’ve gotta eat here was the ultimate grilled cheese. I know that it will NOT appeal to some people that read my blog (my mother), but it had potential. Until it didn’t. The option on the menu said, white and yellow cheddar cheese. I told our server NOT yellow but white cheddar only.

Like any restaurant experience, you wait while your food is being prepared. After watching as much food tv as I do I know what a chef or line cook does back of house to make the food look good for their patrons. This presentation did not disappoint. It was a good looking plate, of course with the wrong type of cheese in the sandwich.

One of my friends said, right you said white cheddar. Called the server over and she was very apologetic that she made the error. She would have it corrected right away. A very few minute later she brought out a pathetic looking plate of food. Half the portion of potatoes and basically the same sandwich but with a new top and melted white cheddar on it. (I found bits of the other while I was eating).

She asked me if there was anything else she could bring me and to be honest at that point my friends were more than half way through their meals and it was just past the point. She took the meal off my bill and brought us doughnuts to share. I appreciated her effort to correct her error and I know that she felt badly about it.

What I will say that made up for the less than five star food experience was the conversation and the company of the people at the table. Food is not a passion for everyone, but for many of my friends it is, and it is what brings us together.

Check this one off the list and move on!

Bon Appetite

Lisa

Urban landscape – Underpass Park

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While driving into the city for dinner the other night I drove passed an underpass that looked like it was covered in street art. I had seen it on a website and if I had enough time I would have stopped. After dinner I asked my friend if we could go and take a look at what it was.

Parked the car by this underpass to discover this urban escape of activity and creativity. This space is called Underpass Park. The sign at the edge of park reads: “It is the first park built under an overpass into Toronto. The park was opened in 2012 and transformed previously underused and derelict space into an urban neighbourhood amenity. The park features a number of spaces designed to encourage both active and passive recreation. The public artwork “Mirage” was created for the unique space and is comprised of mirrored octagonal stainless steel panels attached to the overpass to reflect light and movement”.

The space was quite expansive as it carries through the length of the highway above. It was quiet, yet you can see how it is busy during the day and I am sure into the evening. There are basketball courts, skateboard and bike ramps, benches and areas for people to congregate. There was something happening in each of the spaces.

What was the most impressive to me was the Street Art. I know from my Graffiti tour that was offered by the Tour Guys in Toronto that there are areas of the city where creating art is not ‘illegal’ but artists are able to create with freedom and expression. This is one of those spaces. I am not sure if the artists are commissioned in this area or just free to paint, but the art was amazing.

I will go back and explore this area again at some point. If you want to find it, it is Lower River street south of King Street. It stretches for a few city blocks and there are places to park if you can find them. From someone who lives in the ‘burbs, I am happy to always discovering new places in our city.