Food, especially carbohydrates, sends me right to sleep. So thus far, today, I've slept in, eaten brunch, taken a nap, and arranged to go out and do some eating this evening with a last-minute roundup from the usual group. The Taste of the Danforth is a huge event, involving blocking off a fair many city blocks to make room for pedestrian crowds, concerts, street hockey, and lots of Greek food, in addition to samplings of food from all sorts of other nationalities. Hopefully we'll be able to keep together, since in a crowd that size, it's easy to loose others in the press. And if it's too crowded? Why there's always taking refuge in a restaurant.
Most of the usuals have been in the city a week or two under a year and haven't made it to Taste of the Danforth yet. I'm spreading cultural experiences.