Blame Indiana Jones, but when Torontoist was younger, we wanted to be an archaeologist when we grew up. Although our math grades weren't up to snuff, the yearning to dig for ancient treasure has never gone away. So most mornings, you'll find us peering through a chain link fence at the corner of Adelelaide and Simcoe, watching real archaeologists sifting through rubble and delicately dusting off old marbles and broken plates with little brushes. It's not quite the Ark of the Covenant, but these little relics help us 21st century types piece together a picture of early 19th century Toronto life.
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Only three days left in the 17th Annual Inside Out Gay and Lesbian Film and Video Festival! Last night, Eleven Men Out screened at the Bader; an Icelandic comedy with a reasonably original premise: a soccer player named Ottar being interviewed by a reporter in the locker room after a game while the rest of his team is changing decides, for the benefit of appearing on the magazine's cover, to come out of the closet at that exact moment. As a result, he is thrown off the team and becomes the pariah of his family, including an alkie former-Miss Iceland ex-wife, a biggoted soccer-exec father, a video-store managing brother with a penchant for shemale pornography and a moody tweenage son who would rather play Counter-Strike than have a conversation with his father.
Sorry George, but the reviews are in and the One just plain sucks. The ABC produced, CBC simulcasted Idol/Next Top Model/Big Brother mashup sucks so much that the National (which was actually bumped forward an hour) managed to get almost three times the number of viewers. The One just managed to pull 236,000 viewers compared to the National which pulled in a respectable 550,000+ viewers. Antonia Zerbisias goes on at length at the show's shortcomings.
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The Dundas strip is kind of a dry patch for baked goodness, unless you count the world's most depressing Tim Horton's on the NW corner of Bathurst and Dundas, which we do not. Good thing little lunch spot Saving Grace has a pleasant sideline doing in-house muffins and cookies. The fuzzy abstraction above is our attempt at documenting the deliciousness that is Saving Grace's lemon cranberry cookie. Huge, hearty, and neither too crispy nor too gooey. Kind of like a scone, or better yet a combo of a muffin and a cookie - what Torontoist likes to call a muffcake.
Torontoist is in demand on the party circuit, with a full dance card this summer (we even salsa’d on St. Clair last weekend). Tonight, it’s Dundas West’s turn to have a party, and everyone’s invited. Starting at the Side Door restaurant (Dundas & Markham) further west past the Chelsea Room (ground zero for hipsters of a certain vintage) to Mexican kitsch boutique Clandestino (ground zero for Mayan hammock lovers of a certain breed).
