Where do you get decent non-chain pizza in south Etobicoke? For years we’ve been patronizing Mimico’s own Turkish owned and operated Il Paedre Yummy Pizza. The 'za is fairly tasty, and although the owners struggle with English, they are very friendly, and know many of their customers personally. Ever since the boys were small, Ma Yummy has been giving us a fresh carrot or pepper to feed them alongside the healthy pizza (they offer whole wheat crust, and we insist on it every time). The advantages of Yummy’s include proximity to our home, friendly service, and tasty, relatively healthy pizza. Unfortunately, they are so popular, delivery can take over an hour at times! And due to the ESL factor, ordering can sometimes be a crap shoot: Although the pizza is generally tasty, it isn’t always what you ordered, lol! Recently, we discovered a new local pizza joint, FBI Pizza. We decided to check it out, ordering a gorgonzola salad, one pizza with bocconcini, cherry tomatoes, basil, garlic, and another with thin crust, gorgonzola, roasted zucchini, caramelized onions, Roasted Red Peppers. We also ordered a few drinks, and tried out their home made asagio dip. Our order arrived in timely fashion, however, there were some definite drawbacks... Although FBI delivers SUPER delicious pizza with gourmet toppings, and it generally arrives within reasonable time, one major downside was the price: At almost twice what we typically pay for Yummy’s, FBI is definitely a “sometimes” treat! Furthermore, because they seem to employ so few people, careless mistakes are made: The driver had to go and come back with the drinks and dip which the good people at the pizza shop had forgotten to give him. And the alleged Gorgonzola salad didn’t have any gorgonzola on it! Overall, I think Yummy’s has the market cornered here in Mimico. FBI has potential, for sure, but with prices like theirs, the order better be spot on every time! 2 Comments I am thankful. It is not the kind of thankfulness that we try to embed into our daily lives after we read some self help book or article, the kind that is more grounded in logic (I know I ought to be grateful for…) rather than unbridled passion (Wow! This is incredible, I am soooo lucky!) Nope, I am filled with the kind of gratitude one sings about in the lyrics of the    Observed down by the Lake this morning, while out walking the dog and scootering with the family... one baby raccoon, clambering up from the beach, looking somewhat guilty! This morning, I had the great privilege of being outdoors just after the sun had risen. A golden ball hung suspended just above the horizon over the lake outside my apt building, and as I stood, mesmerised by the colours shimmering over the rippling water, it suddenly struck me: This sun was the same sun that people all over the world were looking at... here was I in Mimico, a tiny corner of  Simon's green thumb, supplemented with a friend's watering while we were in PEI (and a little luck when she didn't water for two weeks!) resulted in the eventual blossoming of the Morning Glory he planted way back in June. In the midst of a concrete jungle, against a backdrop of metal balcony rails, parking lot and cars, the morning glory blooms each morning, closing up her delicate blue and purple flowers around noon, until the next morning.  "Hoerst Du die Grillen Zirpen?" ("Do you hear the crickets?") It was a question often asked of me as a child, as we took an evening stroll along the water's edge at the newly opend "Landfill Park" (Humber Bay East ), or camped at one of Ontario's many campgrounds. My mother and Omi, both being rather heavily into the nature of things, were keenly aware of the natural world around them, and would frequently comment on the growth of some plant, or the sound of some creature great or small in the vicintiy, or marvel aloud at the cloud formations or the colour of the sky or the sound of the wind in the trees. To me, such observations were not remarkable. These audio tracks played constantly in the background of my daily life. And yet, as an adult, I am suddenly aware of their impact on me as an observer of the world around me. My family's accuity with nature is reflected in my own interactions with my surroundings. Last night we biked home along the Lake, past some tall grasses and noisy, chirping crickets. And in my mind, I heard my mother's voice: "Hoerst Du die Grillen Zirpen?" There is something quite charmingly simple about small babies, especially the soft, tiny, fluffy variety... this morning's walk by the lake included the discovery of a family of 9 little ducklings with their mommy, and another family with slightly older "twins". Click on the first image to see larger versions of each photo: Stumbled across some neat rock creations while biking down by the lake...  A pleasant surprise to welcome us home... Simon's Morning Glory has sprouted! | Vera's Blog...Vera writes for several teacher and multiple birth publications, including ETFO's Voice Magazine, Multiple Moments, and the Bulletwin. She also keeps a number of blogs, including BiB, "Learn to Fly with Vera!" and, more recently, SMARTbansho!  ArchivesMay 2012 CategoriesAll  My Wikis |
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