One evening this week, we were down at the Toronto Distillery Historic District to see Twelve Angry Men (a Soulpepper production) at the Young Centre for the Performing Arts. If you haven’t seen it and you’re in the GTA, go. Go now. You still have time.
We decided to share the evening with a friend. Dinner and live theatre on a summer evening. What’s not to love? To a man/woman, we all ordered steak-frites for dinner. There might have been some Ontario asparagus. But, you know, steak-frites. I think it goes nicely with Twelve Angry Men.
Meat.
Roar.
Moving right along.
At the end of the evening, sated on beef and live theatre, I got this shot.
This is one of my fave buildings in one of my fave Toronto spots.
I’m claiming it for Close Shot Friday, even though it’s a night shot.
I don’t do night shots. Lack of confidence and all that.
Nevertheless, I loved how the colour of the doors and the lighting on the building shaped the shot.
A good Friday to you all, and a Happy 4th of July to my American cousins.
Elen
P.S. This post has been brought to you by Canadian spelling, which is brought to you by the Brits.
Beautiful shot.
Steak and frites? If we’re being British, shouldn’t that be “steak and chips”?
But set that aside: steak and frites: one of my favorite things, especially when accompanied by a very dry, but somewhat brutal martini . . .
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Thank you, Daniel. I am so with you on the martini, though sometimes I really like a Gibson.
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Olive, onion . . . Unless you’re speaking of the truly true Gibson, which was just a glass of cold water, garnished with a pearl onion. If you speak of that, I nod my head, smile, and sip from my colder, more aggressive drink . . .
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I’m speaking of the Gibson cocktail. I know nothing of a glass of cold water garnished with a pearl onion. Thanks, I’ll pass on that, too. 😀 But if you’re serving up very dry martinis…
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