Our good friend Daven was getting married in Toronto, Ontario in June, so we decided to cross the border and join them, for what may have been the funnest (I know that's not a word) wedding I have been to. The first night was a short exploration of the city around us and an amazing dinner atop the CN Tower at the rotating restaurant 360. We picked a perfect time to enjoy savory pork chops over hominy grits (and glazed duck wing appetizer) just as the sun was setting across the sky. The morning of the wedding we were all summoned down to the Toronto sign (the Sheraton is right in that plaza) for the traditional Baraat, where the groom is escorted to the venue by his family to the sound of beating drums. Everyone is dressed colorful and everyone is involved in the dancing, it was so much fun! I would take that over a long drawn-out Catholic mass-style wedding any day! After the ceremony and a lunch in the function hall of very delicious Indian food, we had a long break to explore the city. Typically "explore" to Brad and I means "Let's find all the breweries!" so we set out to the Distillery District to do some local drinking. We stopped in a few quirky shops along the way and met up with some of our friends from the wedding. Later that afternoon, stumbling back to our hotel :/ We dressed for the reception and guzzled some bottles of water to rehydrate. We hadn't anticipated the bartender at Longslice to take a liking to us and offer some whiskey shots! The reception went beautifully and we danced the night away, even listened to an impromptu Eminem rap from one of the younger cousins. The next morning we slept in and slowly made our way down to the lobby to say goodbye to some of the guests that were leaving. We still had a day to explore, so after some Advil and more water, we walked to Hemingway's New Zealand style restaurant for some delicious food and hair-of-the-dog. We then went to the Royal Ontario Museum (ROM) to see some dinosaurs, because when-in ROM! Brad and I broke off from our small group to venture to a different side of the city where we visited the book shop The Monkey's Paw which has a vintage book vending machine. We walked through Graffiti Alley and saw the outside of the famous Penis-shaped waffle joint "Member's Only" We had a quiet night after dinner and we were even able to share one last drink with the bride and groom in the lobby lounge before heading to bed.
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