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the big carrot, despite the annoyed pseudo-hippy that moped past me as we walked in, seemed pretty slicked up. it seemed that not too long ago they were bedecked with simpler shelves, simpler displays and more run of the mill registers. well without an examination of the details, the space seemed a lot roomier. or alternately, it seemed more visually geared towards people who could afford to regularly shop here - branded, if that makes any sense.
itd be great to be able to shop here consistently, as most items are organic and there are lots of healthy choices and better quality choices of foods thatll make you fat. (ill often catch myself saying, as i stuff my face with special chips, or a swatch of baked bread, or an oozing cheese, "but its organic?!"). i do believe, however, that all in all it was a MUCH healthier, and (as it should be) tasty lunch we decided to have there, than the alternatives on the danforth.
inside of this shopping eden, there lay a vegetarian cafe, called nothing other than...vegetarian cafe. np i say. here you get to choose from a buffet of big carrot made dishes. we had a curry carrot coconut soup: bright orange with a little kick. that came with two mildly fresh slices of a small baguette with a turd of butter on each. (though the natural colour of butter it was, its placement and paltriness seemed to bring that to mind.).
i went to go to get spoons and could only find one soup spoon. so i had to get a tea spoon after they explained to me that they didnt have any left at the time. boo bad planning.
after that we had a plate filled with a few dishes: one was pureed, bright green spinach and tofu mixed together. alongside that sat a brownish green puree of something. it was good. it seemed like there was chicken in it, but i was confident by that simply chosen and very effective moniker of "Vegetarian Cafe" that there was no need whatsoever to confirm, but rather to just enjoy it. (my wife tried to confirm, couldnt, and ate it anyway). some fried tofu in green curry found its way into the mix. that dribbled on some kind of grain. i didnt bother asking too much what things were made of; it was all a visual experience for me. and all was washed down with a zesty chick pea salad.
the girl behind the counter, i was delighted to know, asked me whether i wanted my plate heated up by microwave or oven. microwaves shrivel food and make bread weird. i was thankful for the wait as we slurped soup.
after that we roamed the store - we always seem to split apart and try to cover more ground or perhaps we just each get preoccupied with what we like - and we found the food we wanted. it was nice to pick up a bunch of clementines - theres certain fruit thatll be crappy when you go to cheaper places, and these are those kinds - in fact im going to get one right now.
(go and do something for a couple of minutes and youll get the 'happening in real time' feel here)
sooooooooooooooo good. yeahhhhhhhhhhhhhh organic.
im glad i started writing this review, its so refreshing.
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