Far and slow
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I took my Dutch bike in for servicing today (to get my brake pads replaced)
and calculated some usage statistics. Indeed, on the ride from home to the
bike...
3 hours ago
. . .do not exist. . .
Yes, Ribfest, a.k.a. the best thing about Ottawa's so-called pedestrian mall, is back. And life is mouth-wateringly good.
Labels:
dining,
Ribfest,
Sparks Street
Solo Project: Coloured Marbles
7 comments:
Beurk! as the French say....
Even though this is a foodie event extraordinaire, I can still find something to complain about with it purely because it occurs in Ottawa: it was expensive! Good, but expensive!
it's so delicious. My mouth waters just looking at that picture and it's only 6am!
I'm on the beurk bandwagon with Aggie. To me, this event is akin to the firearms show. I might still go, but I'd be horrified
Drool, drool, drool...
Why coyote, where's your comment? Or are you still ingesting all those ribs? :)
IO: "Ottawa's so-called pedestrian mall"...? IO, Sparks Street is nothing if not pedestrian...
TWFKAH: I'm currently chasin' bigger, more delicious BBQ fodder than cows, ma'am...
"Sparks Street is nothing if not pedestrian"
*snicker*
Too true!
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