i left my heart in montreal...

its funny, only when you visit other places do you realize how good/bad you have it at home.

this entry is dedicated to one bad thing t-dot suffers from(among many according to some). a signature food / dish.

chicago - deep dish pizza
philadelphia - cheese steak sammich
montreal - smoked meat sammich, poutine.

toronto has no real dish to hang their hat on. granted you can be told of great places to get dim sum, sushi, roti, penne, gelato and souvlaki, none of these foods are native or infamous to the 416.

all this is stemmed from the last week i spent in montreal, taste-buds need not rest there. baguettes, poutine, bagels, smoked meat, maple butter. the freshness, the smells, the options. endless and utterly enjoyable.

George Bernard Shaw didn't lie when he said there is no sincerer love than the love of food.

real people

real people
walk these streets
dodge misstep
and halfstep
from stoop to sidewalk
stairwell to subway
st. joseph to st. denis
and ask for forgiveness
at st. patrick
a foreigner with potential
row houses and residential
state of mind
while away from home
real people dealing with
real congestion
and needs for real protection
still i could really
see myself living here
caught in thought on the metro
from place d'armes to beaubien
politic on a pedestrian tip
and leave a tip for the friendly service
real people