My failed dress hunting sesh last Saturday was made up with some gratifying fare during lunch and dinner. Thinking about it again, the day was mostly about food than dresses. Had one of the most uuuh-mazing smoked salmon topped with caviar eggs benny for brunch around Parkdale, picked up a minicake called UJI and a dozen of macarons from Nadège, had izakaya style-Japanese at Don Don for dinner with a few friends and then Chatime next door. What a day man, what a day. Good food, I wonder why I deprive myself from them sometimes for a skinny waist. Wouldn't it be awesome if there isn't a trade-off between good food and your waist line?