When student season ends at U of T, tourist season begins. They come by the coachbus-full, all keen with their shiny cameras and perky smiles, snapping pics of the buildings I walk by every single day. To them it’s new, it’s exciting; to me, it’s same old, same old. Same buildings, different lens.
Seeing these tourists today got me thinking – how much am I taking for granted? How much am I not paying attention to?
Take this, for example:
It’s possible that I have walked by this thing at least once a week for the last… umm… 10 years. It’s also possible it’s brand new. Hard to say and that’s kind of scary.
Nothing is ever the same from moment to moment. And I’d venture to say that there are no ordinary moments… we just have to pay attention…
But enough of that. Today I wandered over to Manic Coffee upon recommendation from a good friend. It blew my mind. We are spoiled in Toronto. The coffee is to die for.
And now back to my ‘oregano oil comfy pant Game of Thrones’ party… yes, I’m sick. Bah humbug.
There’s been a development in my life that I’d like to share. It seems I have become a teeny-tiny bit obsessed with coffee.
I’ve always enjoyed coffee, but recently my appreciation has been amped up – I think about my morning cup the evening before! Respecting its power, I only ever drink one a day and I savour it slowly for hours (my colleagues think this is a tad weird – tee hee). 🙂
So I’ve come up with a project: exploring Toronto in coffee cups!
So many cafes, so many coffees, so many steps!
Here’s my first… Cherry Bomb on Roncies!
Cherry Bomb. Almond misto. $5 on the dot with a raspberry almond scone. Awesome.