Sink is out of order. There must be a leak in one of the hoses connected to the faucet or something came loose, because water was dripping down pretty quickly underneath the faucet into the sink cabinet. The good thing is, we place a bucket underneath the faucet and the pipes, and we caught it in time, before water overflowed out of the bucket and did not soak through our sink cabinet and floors. Another good thing is that our countertop and sink renovation was already scheduled for this week, so we won't have too long to wait. Guess I'll be eating out for a while.

We picked these cute sandwiches up from Kanadell the other day: 

The left side is the katsu sandwich, and the one further back is the tuna salad. We also had a yuzu dessert, to the far right. Overall, they were quite tasty and an easy snack to pack. The sandwiches are only available on Saturdays because of all the work required to make each of them, and they do look pretty laborious to make. They're not just deli meat stuffed in between sliced bread!  I would not go back for the yuzu dessert though, just not my type of flavour. 

This year is almost half over, and so far, I think I've done more house maintenance and yardwork than ever in my life combined. I've also been thinking back to cleaning my dad's carport from earlier this year. The manual labour is just so fulfilling at the end, when everything is cleared out, and you can go home to take a long hot shower to scrub off all the dust and wash away any potential rat poo germs. It was the best shower of my life.  

Comparing that to a full day of office work, with back to back meetings, emails, and phone calls, I don't need to take a shower to relax. I need something to cleanse my mind. 

Now that Vancouver has loosened up some of the COVID-19 restrictions, we've felt more comfortable about going out for meals. Last week, after a busy morning of taking care of baby S and household chores, we left the baby with my mum, and went out to run more errands. It was already 2PM by the time we were done, and we finally remembered that we hadn't eaten lunch yet. I wanted a sandwich, and H suggested we visit Cioffi's for some deli food: 

We ordered the ravioli (photo above), a porchetta sandwich, a can of San Pellegrino to cut through the grease of the sandwich, and tiramisu for dessert. The ravioli had been sitting under a heat lamp on the counter for a while, but it still tasted so good, while it was warm. We packed up the ravioli for dinner that night, and by the time we got to it, the flavor seemed to have changed. It was much saltier than I had remembered, compared to when it was fresh. Might not get that again... 

The sandwich was packed full of fresh pesto, tomatoes, and fatty porchetta. My favourite part of the sandwich was the fluffy, crisply toasted bread. It was quite greasy though, as you can probably tell from the wrapper. Compared to another well known, popular sandwich shop, Meat and Bread, I could see why Cioffi's did not have as large of a clientele. The flavor was just not as refined as Meat and Bread, and while it was very tasty, Cioffi's doesn't have as clean of a texture (too greasy). I would come back though, because it wasn't disgusting and it's much more convenient for us to visit Cioffi's in the Hastings Sunrise area. 

We came home, and I finished up sorting through our "dirty clothes" basket (does anybody else have one of these?). Inside the basket was his favourite red plaid shirt, hiding under a few t-shirts and my thrifted chambray Zara dress. I knew right away that he had forgotten it was in the basket, and that if I moved the red plaid shirt to the top of the pile, he would wear it the next day. 

He was happily sporting it the next day, and I was happily rubbing it in his face that I know him better than he knows himself. 

I’m combining week 42 and 43 because I haven’t been organized enough to make time for blogging. Adulting took up my time, as I hustled to get my banking and legal paperwork done to purchase the condo, which has been 2 years in the building.

I still haven’t really had the energy to go anywhere new, mainly because if I did want to go out during this week, I just wanted to visit places I’m familiar with already and have a quick easy meal. This is actually a breakfast sandwich at Railtown Cafe along Main Street, where I visited a couple of weekends ago with R&B and the puppy they were dog sitting:



English muffin Avocado, onions, fried egg, Jalapeno jack, tomato… A perfect light snack for a walk around the neighborhood with the dog. R&B had the jambalaya bowl and a pork sandwich, which were both on point. I stole a bite from each of these, and almost ordered them for myself. The jambalaya had just enough spices and flavors. The meat to bread ratio of the sandwich was well balanced, meaning there was lots of meat.

The photo below was an attempt at a flatlay with the dog sitting in just the right spot. I don’t know how people do it with animals… Dogs don’t like me. I’m more of a cat person.

I’m really looking forward to the upcoming week – completion of the condo, going to London and Iceland. Mercury, Mars, and Venus in retrograde can’t hurt me now!

It was a choice between Dalina, Au Bade, and Propanda. Dalina was too busy, Au Bade was on the wrong side of the street, and we ended up at Propaganda:



I had the macchiato, and it was weak compared to Pallet. The sandwich was packed with meat, and I must’ve been starving, I polished it off. The others had a ham and cheese croissant, which they seemed to enjoy. I think I would come back again because it’s less crowded than Matchstick, but the coffee could be stronger.

For those of you who are into Munchkins the Marvel edition, this place has a metal table.



This weekend, I tried hiking (walking in the park) at night for the first time. It was the annual NiteHike, and H really wanted me to participate, so there I was… in the middle of the woods… We started walking around 8PM, and it was just before 6AM by the time we finished the event. It was nice to get lost in the woods. It was also nice to feel so physically drained that once my head hit the pillow, nothing in the whole world mattered anymore.

Ended up sick again. Late 20s has not been good for health so far.