This weekend post is actually more of a vacation post: I went to my hometown of Toronto for two weeks to see my much-maligned family, do some wedding things hang with friends and generally lay back before I started the Barbri California Bar course (today!), and with Greencard in hand, set off.
I told my Mother I would be coming late on the Sunday night – missing Mother’s Day by a few hours. Really, I was showing up on Saturday Night, sneaking into the home with the help of my sisters and giving her the surprise of a lifetime in the morning (where I planned to just hang in th kitchen, making waffles and bacon until she woke up)
Instead, goes the way of best laid plans, things changed around, so instead I was ringing the doorbell late Saturday night, scaring my mother who was in her pajamas and announcing my arrival a few hours earlir than intended. Suffice it to say, she was surprised. So much so that she just stared at me from the other side of the door, through the very small crack that was illuminated betweeen the chained door. It was actulaly quite funny – she just kept stating she was in her pajamas.
As plans change, I then spent the earlier part of Mother’s Day driving over to my Mother’s Mother’s house with breakfast items for a Brunch. We made bacon (I taught my Mom and Grandma the oven method for making crispy bacon), Mom’s famous waffles, fruit salad and the coffee/tea/juice trio. My Grandmother, in case you were wondering, was also pretty surprised that I turned up on her doorstep. In a good way. She hugs pretty hard as it turns out. It will get that way, I guess, if you’re gone for nearly nine months.
Brunch was great – my sisters and my Dad showed up at a more reasonable hour, and the Grandpater was in a pretty good mood, so we ate, we joked around, and it really felt like I hadn’t left none months ago at all – it just felt like a regular Sunday.
After Brunch, we made our way towards my other Grandmother’s house for a late lunch. Unfortunately, my Grandmother had been sick, and so we brought soup for the old ones, and ordered pizzas for ourselves – not the swankiest late Mother’s Day Lunch, but still pretty good. They, too, were surprised and overjoyed to see me – There was much hugging and tears.
And then, because we love her, we took my Mom out to Pain Perdu, our friend Evaristo’s new restaurant on Upper Yonge.
Delicious food. Great staff. Wonderful time!
The rest of the week passed (way too quickly) in a blur of meeting up with friends and relatives, shopping for wedding dresses and picking up the Boy from the airport when he finally showed up, and then driving up to the Cottage and enjoying the countryside. There were BBQs, good eats, Bubble Tea and sushi and spring time in Toronto – basically, it was wonderful!
Here’s the photographic evidence:
All in all – a great time spent in my hometown!
How were your last two weeks?