Who would've known that the best way to rid yourself of the blues could be a rousing game of Bible Pictionary and a large poutine? Truly I tell you, it is. Tonight I found myself meandering the sidewalks of Bloor St after a quick dip at the Concord Cafe. After that myself and my two trusty companions found ourselves out for a pitcher of beer (and in my case my own lovely pitcher of water....holy water that is) and observing the great selection of board games on a shelf by the bar (the name of the bar I can't remember). After debating between Yum and Biblical Pictionary, pictionary won. There were sexual references left right and centre and a wonderful depiction of a soothsayer that looked more like two stick people having sex.
My poutine was absolutely not what I should've ate but was exactly what I needed. French fries drenched in gravy, and smothered in cheese. Not quite the ideal meal for a newly converted veg and lactose intolerant health-wise person.
Between the poutine, the pictionary and the people it was absolutely the greatest distraction and the temporary cure for my blues.
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