I’m bidding Summerhill farewell as I search midtown with my fiancée for a new apartment.
I’m in search of a landmark to punctuate the opulence of Rosedale.
While scratching my Detroit Tigers capped head, it takes me a few seconds longer than usual to figure out James Lea’s old backyard is facing […]
Where’s Talia Shire when you need her?
On a cold day in the Hollow, the flurries fall like globs of flour and they form a doughy texture on Mill St. just outside […]
I wanted to see how flashy and vibrant Toronto really is, backstage of the tourist spots.
It’s an unnaturally mild November day.
It’s a dour autumn day similar to Ernest Hemingway’s perspective of growing old.
I was late for a lunch date with Charlize Theron at Sassafraz, as I waded through the people in the narrow, but bustling Yorkville laneways.
I was as lost as the hearse that pulled up beside me.