for someone else. They have a great “donate a loaf” program that helps people out who are struggling to make ends meet. If my shopping list doesn’t contain a lot of treats that week, I’ll always get a pain au chocolat. They’re nice heated up at home.
Double checking this week’s list to make sure I got everything, I exit the main doors (being sure to tip a busker) and begin the easy walk home through OEV, hearing the breeze flutter the leaves and watching kids drawing hopscotch on the sidewalk. My favourite hero rolls a critical hit on the dragon in my podcast, and all is well again in the realm. As I round the corner on my street, the market fades into memory, and I wonder if next week I’ll get dumplings from So Inviting or maybe some pepper steaks from Country Style Meat. There are so many options at the market that next week’s journey is sure to be another adventure. I end my market routine by unpacking the trolley and enjoying my lunch. When I go back into the kitchen to clean up 15 minutes later, four of the butts are already gone.
I then rummage for fresh produce at the many spots that can be found in and near the centre of the building. I try to spread my purchases out by buying Leamington tomatoes at one booth, fresh Ontario cherries at another, and peppers and mushrooms elsewhere. I like seeing all vendors getting business so I try to do my part to help them out. I then head for the elevators and ride it up to the Tiramisu Bake Shop, praying that their scones a) have not been devoured yet but those who know how good they are and b) are fresh out of the oven. As I walk up, it’s the one thing I scan the display for, ignoring everything else. I feel I should apologize to the people I bump into with my trolley due to my tunnel vision. With four fresh scones carefully bagged by the kind owner and her team and I’m back to the elevator for my sandwich downstairs. The ever-friendly staff at Bifana Boys see me coming, hand me my pouch, and thank me while I make another awful dad joke and grab my drinks out of the cooler. Like old friends, we say we’ll meet again next week, and I feel joy in knowing it’s true.
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