Thanks, Doug (I think) for reminding me of my time as a UofT grad student when I frequented if not this restaurant than one very similar. The red velvet curtains in the foyer were the only thing separating me from an arctic waste stretching from Toronto to the antipodes. Or so I felt.
Tony, Yes, it's me, Doug. Happy to see your name pop up here. Seems like a lot of us were young once and converged on the Blue Cellar Room. It means I wasn't as completely out of the loop as I used to think. It was a nice place on a wintry day. I remember that, too.
Love this! And this gem: “boredom is a powerful and underrated human motivator, responsible for all sorts of trouble in my experience.”
Thanks, Cheryl. I think it's a profound human truth. :) Overlooked by Freud and others.
Thanks, Doug (I think) for reminding me of my time as a UofT grad student when I frequented if not this restaurant than one very similar. The red velvet curtains in the foyer were the only thing separating me from an arctic waste stretching from Toronto to the antipodes. Or so I felt.
Tony, Yes, it's me, Doug. Happy to see your name pop up here. Seems like a lot of us were young once and converged on the Blue Cellar Room. It means I wasn't as completely out of the loop as I used to think. It was a nice place on a wintry day. I remember that, too.
"Nothing suggested that I was at the edge of a vortex." You're so funny. This one might be my favorite.
Thanks, Sarah. It tickles me to think of you reading this and cracking a smile. The best applause.