Did I Just Have Lesbian Sex?

Today we accomplished a Hamiltoe triple-threat: Lil John's Pizza (formerly known as Gorgis, pronounced "gorgeous"), McMaster University, and My Dog Joe. How do all of these Hamiltoe hotspots connect? They don't. But we were hungry, desperate for some theoretical academia, and needed coffee (Hayley's side note: apple juice).

Let's start with dinner. The Limeridge neighbourhood's most cherished pizza joint (formerly a dry cleaning facility, according to a reputable source - thanks, Mom) had recently changed names and we wanted to know the scoop. Our beloved pizza place, which had gotten us through many a late-night Monty Python - er, study session, was no more. Alas! Rest in peace, Gorgis....or...DO YOU?!? As it turns out, "Lil John's Pizza" is EXACTLY the same as Gorgis. Same menu. Same set-up. Same employees. When we spoke to Lil John (himself!), he told us that the only thing that had changed was the ownership. We rejoiced that we could still get our favourite pizza for just $6.99.  Huzzah!

 

LOVE OF OUR LIVES

Next, we took a trip to our alma mater, McMaster University. Let's get one thing straight - we love McMaster, more than one should ever love an institution. We travel there all too regularly, just to walk around and pretend to be students. Creepy? Quite possibly. We digress. One of our friends informed us about her Race Studies lecture, and we decided to go sit in...or so we thought. As Hayley hesitantly approached the professor at the beginning of class to discuss our presence, the following conversation took place:

H: "Hello, we - "
P: "After class!"
H: "But we were just wondering if -"
P: [mumble, mumble, mumble!]
H: "Okay...thanks..."

Despite this conversation, we decided to risk it all by remaining in class...only to find out several minutes later that we were in an Astrophysics class and that the actual Race Studies class was across the hall. Upon seeing our young, Congolese professor, Andrea decided that it was love, and proceeded to listen intently for the duration of the class, while Hayley inappropriately played M-A-S-H by herself. Oh, to be a McMaster student once more...

Finally, we found ourselves in the heart of Westdale at its finest lesbi...I mean, open-minded cafe, My Dog Joe. Shameless Zagat guide-esque recommendation coming up...right...now: If you go, get some freshly brewed coffee and a peanut butter cookie! And if you're traveling with Hayley or someone under the age of 10, opt for an apple juice and a brownie. Also, check out the local art on the walls!

All in all, another triumph for Hamiltoe. We ate, we learned, we coffeed.
Stay tuned, oh three followers; next up is a trip to Gallery on the Bay for some more local art, literature, wine, and cheese.