"Berry" Happy in Toronto

               

Everyone keeps asking me if I had Poutine while in Toronto. The answer is No, I didn’t.

What I had was better.



I know what you're thinking: what could be better than greasy fries smothered with brown gravy and cheese curd? Right?! Unfortunately I've yet to experience that culinary wonder, but I did eat pretty much everything else in Toronto during my two-day trip, some things twice, and others for the first time.

Finding Fantasia (the local way)

Some time ago I made a promise to dedicate an entire post to the Golden Temple, "the holiest Gurdwara of Sikhism" and their recent decision to serve 100% organic food (for free) to the public. This is not that post. I promise (yet again) that it will be written, in the near-ish future, but for now I have been busy exploring local flavors in my own back yard, give or take 3 hours.

Last weekend my boo and I journeyed to the quaint village of Easton, P.A. to visit what we thought would be a dog breeder (will explain later). We were there to see Shiba Inus (yes we are getting a dog!!), but we ended up discovering a vibrant, self sustaining culture replete with family farms, organically grown grapes (for winemaking!), microbreweries, and rustic, local cafes.

View from our table at the Riegelsville Inn, built in 1838