August 4th, 2002

Fishy Circumstances


The Toronto Serial Diners is a group based on a delightfully odd concept. (Their website however, is out of date. The current list of where they're eating is here). They meet every Friday at a different restaurant, gradually working their way through all the restaurant entries in the phone book. So far, so good. I know lots of people who go. We're currently free next Friday night and could join them... but C. and I talked it over, looked up the restaurant in question in our restaurant guide books and are convinced they just won't be able to get in, which is a pity, since it sounds like it has some of the best food in the city. The thing is, this is a place where reservations will help, as will being very nicely dressed, and there are bouncers to go by on the long and indirect route through the building to arrive at the lovely, cozy, essence-of-elegance restaurant. It's also just about the most expensive restaurant in the city, from what my guidebooks tell me. Perhaps if the Diners were in the habit of making reservations, they'd stand a chance... but reservations defeats the point of having no clue how many people will show up.

Then again, having just done a bit of reading on it, the head chef recently left the restaurant, and the patio is much more casual than their indoor dining. If the Diners try for the patio, they may stand a chance.
Fishy Circumstances

Airline mystery

So... I found a good price for an airplane ticket to Des Moines for C. and tried to book it on AA's web site. Problem: I filled in all the information, it never asked me what my country of residence was, I filled in the billing info and clicked continue. Then I get an error message explaining that my country of residence didn't match my billing address. What country of residence? It never asked for one! And anyways, Canada was an option on the drop-down menu of the 5 countries I was allowed to be from to use the service. I gave up. I called the airline using the number in the Toronto phone book. The automated voice system correctly heard me say I was flying from Toronto and connected me to an agent. Agent said, "You're flying out of Toronto? Let me put you through to our International desk." The international desk was doing just fine... until they found out I had a Canadian address on my credit card. It actually wasn't all too bad at this point, the woman couldn't do it through her computer, but her supervisor only took a minute or two to get it processed and then we were back on track. They could even take C.'s BA frequent flier number in their system. So yes, he has tickets, he's coming home for the weekend in the middle of my trip!