Cheryll convinced me to go out and grab dessert last night so we went to Scaramouche, if only because I wanted to cross another Eat, Drink and be Daring item off my list. This time it was Scarmouche's Coconut Cream Pie, the very first on the list. It was alright, and she gave it more credit than I did by saying that the custard wasn't bad. I believe my expert review was "It's coconut, and it's cream. It is what it is." Aside from this, we also ordered the Crème Brulée (had better) and a Passionfruit and Yogurt Semifreddo (excellent, frogurt!) while she had a latté (also excellent). Ten year gaps between trips to Scaramouche sounds about right though - the clientele is still old, crusty and obnoxiously loud. I felt bad about being potentially underdressed until I realized I don't care what these ancient louses with money thought about me anyway.
Today, I took the dog out on a roadtrip. We first dropped by Dr. Farzad's at Lakeshore West just to be on record in case we need another veterinarian somewhere down the line (I learned little from Dr. Stallman's visit yesterday other than the fact that he will soon need a transplant due to cardiomyopia). He gave Tessa a free cursory checkup and offered us a treatment of Revolution but I politely declined since we have some at home; he's too kind.
We then worked our way back east along Lakeshore, stopping at a few parks so we could chase a few police horses and take some pictures. Continuing onwards to Bay, we hopped on the Ferry and spent several hours strolling around a more-or-less deserted Center Island, gazing at tourists and pretending to be tourists ourselves. Came home exhausted, took a nap and I'm considering opening GTA IV in a little bit.
As far as birthdays go, I've rather enjoyed this one. Of all the things I'm grateful for, having a great dog is somewhere near the top of the list.
Today, I took the dog out on a roadtrip. We first dropped by Dr. Farzad's at Lakeshore West just to be on record in case we need another veterinarian somewhere down the line (I learned little from Dr. Stallman's visit yesterday other than the fact that he will soon need a transplant due to cardiomyopia). He gave Tessa a free cursory checkup and offered us a treatment of Revolution but I politely declined since we have some at home; he's too kind.
We then worked our way back east along Lakeshore, stopping at a few parks so we could chase a few police horses and take some pictures. Continuing onwards to Bay, we hopped on the Ferry and spent several hours strolling around a more-or-less deserted Center Island, gazing at tourists and pretending to be tourists ourselves. Came home exhausted, took a nap and I'm considering opening GTA IV in a little bit.
As far as birthdays go, I've rather enjoyed this one. Of all the things I'm grateful for, having a great dog is somewhere near the top of the list.
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