Did everyone get their pole erected, their feats of strength exhibited, and their…um…grievances aired yesterday? If you don’t know what we’re talking about, you’re an excellent Christian. And you obviously don’t own a television.
So what Newsstand, especially one so close to Christmas, wouldn’t be complete without the requisite mention of the sexy, sexy Adam Giambrone (Ward 18, Davenport)? Wearing his councillor’s hat this time (wonder what that looks like as opposed to his TTC-chair hat?), he’s looking to cool development on the four blocks of Queen West between Dovercourt Road and Gladstone Avenue that fall within his ward, with restrictions virtually identical to those placed on Ossington Avenue (like the fact that restaurants can’t have dance floors or DJ booths). “Over a period of time it will create a different character of the neighbourhood than is there today—one that probably has a smaller number of these [bar] establishments because of the nature of the bylaw,” he said. “What we’re trying to do is manage that change responsibly…so it doesn’t get totally out of hand.” But guess what? People are bitching about it! Quelle surprise. Misha Glouberman, one of the founding members of the Queen Beaconsfield Residents Association (who actually asked the city to rein in restaurant-bar proliferation years ago), thinks it’s “sort of worse than a compromise” and “no one wins.” Especially not those who want to get their funk on whilst partaking in some handmade farfalle in cream sauce.
So have you finished your shopping yet? Want to know what’s open? CityTV will tell you. Check it out: Pacific Mall never closes! It knows you can’t get enough pirated DVD and Hello Kitty action.
One place that will remain closed, however, is Cora Pizza, which, after we told you that Toronto Public Health found dead rats in the kitchen, failed a re-inspection yesterday. No slice for you!
And, finally, since nothing else is going on, here’s a last-minute gift idea for those of you who have a credit card and a CD burner, don’t feel like leaving the apartment, and need to bring something to their hipster-holiday festivities tomorrow: Paul and Storm have strayed from their Randy Newman–esque film-inspired soundtrack of last year to, instead, go the They Might Be Giants route with their pay-what-you-can offering It Might Be Xmas. Well, now you crazy kids have no excuse to leave the house today. Except to buy some cocoa (if you’re too lazy to have bought some already). Oh, and yes: you’re welcome. Hope you’ve been good this year.