Memory Lane

Tasty Foods has disappeared!

It had been 20 years since my dad had last stepped foot in Toronto! After living in Montreal for years there was no point in coming back. When you break it down every one we ever knew lived in Montreal! This Friday however,  he landed at 1:24 PM with the biggest smile! Six months have gone by without a visit and it sure has been lonnnnng! IMG_3046

While exploring the University area my dad once lived in & searched for his favourite restaurant… We realized just how important it was to cherish the little things you enjoy in life. After 20 years, Tasty Food had vanished, the Italian hang out spot …..long gone! The store front Dave & Dad used to moon people in front of …. know where to be seen!


We parked the car at Bloor and Spadina, as usual we hustled to find change to feed into that god-awful meter! Those thing’s drive me nuts! What’s the point in having a credit card option if it doesn’t work!!! Anyway! As we made our way down memory lane I observed my dad’s face turn into awe. Every corner looked the same but simply wasn’t! Memories of his first love, his long gone best friend and dogs!


Growing up I must have heard the story of Reilly and Offie at least 20 times as my dad reminisced on the best day’s of his life. He used to smile and laugh so gracefully as he shared the adventures of his youth! The dog’s running down the hall and pushing him out the window, the dog’s running down the street and jumping on the metro and last the moment my dad lost his hair. No, he is not bald based on this occasion but perhaps it was a start! He was all about peace love and hippie days! Barbara (his girlfriend at the time) asked him to cut his hair to an appropriate length however my dad hadn’t cut his hair in years! His eye’s filled with water as he walked down to the ONLY real barber shop there was and began to clip his being away! He described looking up and down the streets in hopes to find a spinning barber shop pin spinning with blue and red…  Boy… Those day’s sounded awesome!


Oh my Darling, Oh my Darling…..

The good ol’ days…

When Dad used to sing me songs and serve me pancakes.

When Mom used to braid my entire head.

When Dad used to bring us sledding regardless of how cold it was.

When Mom used to blast her music in the car while I joined her in the front seat.

When Dad used to wait in line for hours so he could gift me the BEST Avril Lavigne tickets.

When Mom used to take me on road trips to the states!

When Dad used to walk me to school every day!

When Mom brought me to my first day of high school!

When Dad bought an extra 20 tickets to my school play… Only so that my entire family could join!

When Mom and I walked the streets of Japan at 3 AM for candy.

When Dad yelled “GO JAZZ GO! KICK ASS! KEEP PADDLING! LET’S GO” the entire neighbourhood could hear!

When Mom, Oh so shy, agreed to bring welcome signs to the airport!

When Dad heard a boy at school tried to touch me…

When Mom heard I failed math!

When Dad realized I had a boyfriend and momma didn’t tell him!

When Mom used to tell me Forever 21 was for grown ups…

When Dad backed my cosmetology adventure.

When Mom bought 4 feet of Jean material so that we could open very own business!

When Dad bought a school bus for road trips !

When Mom & Dad encouraged me to follow my heart!

When I realized I had the best Mom & Dad!

3 Year Old Adventures!

I had waken up earlier than my parents. The cut outs of Winnie the Pooh surrounded my bedroom walls. The sun shined so bright thru my little balcony window I could tell summer would be great! As I opened my bedroom door I could feel my pee filled dipper weigh down my tiny body. I slipped my fingers between the velcro-like tabs and released myself from that warm torturous shell.

As I made my naked bum past the countless row’s of glass shelves and CD’s my eyes locked! My bottle…. I could use a nice bottle of milk! After all I didn’t have to wake anybody up! My mom must have placed it under our green leather couch with the intention to have me relax while cuddling with my big fat cat Jebolah. What a wonderful day!

I grabbed the remote from our coffee stained table and reached for my pink topped bottle! It was as thought it was perfectly planned. It was meant to be seen as it laid their in the golden sun. Finally, my hands gripped around that bottle in pure bliss. Nothing in my 3-year-old world could beat a nice HOT bottle!

I gulped down every ounce as quickly as I could! I was anxious and hungry. Too young to make Daddy’s Pancakes as I couldn’t even reach the counter. Eager to do everything on my own I turned on the T.V like a big girl and watched The Weather Network on channel 22.

My stomach started to grumble and my eyes filled with water. Something was moving in my stomach! The taste of throw up climbed my throat enveloping my mouth with paste. As I moved my tongue I could feel the cottage cheese explode out of my body! My breathing way congested with a hot foreign substance and the sound of an animal took over my vocal cords!

My parents rushed out of their bedroom in hopes to help me. I couldn’t stop throwing up, it felt as though I had an infinite amount of rotten milk just laying in my stomachs bed! A few more minutes passed and I swallowed large sips of water in hopes to clear my mouth of foul flavours! The elastic pulled my baby hairs out of my wet face finally allowing me to see!

I took a deep breath and held on tight to my moms hand!

She lifted my body off of the cold damp tiled floors. I felt better at last!

Grow up, Travel the world & have a family!

When I was a little girl I always dreamed of going to Disney World. However my family couldn’t afford such a trip. We were always the road trip kind-of-family. We would load our car with every possible “necessity” and fill up right next to the high ways entrance. Back then gas used to cost about $0.94/L. I remember sitting in the back seat just tall enough to lean my head on the window. To avoid all the bumps I would roll up my sweater and place it between my head and the window.

Those trips for the most part were some of my best memories!

We would soak up the sun, swim all day, roast marshmallows and eat unhealthy food! I must have been around 7 years old when my dad and I drove up to a chalet on the water! We went fishing, drove 4×4’s in the mud and played with the owners fat dog! On the way home we would alway buy all dressed rippled chips,curd cheese  and a huge bottle of sobe for what my memory serves. As usual I would roll up my sweater, lean my head against my window and just watch the trees fly by. Moments before my eyes would shut for good I recall always thinking to myself when I grow up I’m going to travel the entire world and have a beautiful family!

Flash forward a good 12 years and here you have it! I have my own family… Yes, It may not fall under your classification of family but it sure does for me. I’ve got my boyfriend Tyler by my side and my little pal Oscar! In a short 90 days I’ve went from one stamp in my passport to more than what I would have ever expected.

This summer took me to so many great places, Below I have listed the places that I had the opportunity to actually visit as oppose to flying in and out of!

Athens, Greece.


Barcelona, Spain.




Rome, Italy.


& San Diego, California.