| Monstro Wolfhard ( @ 2005-11-12 00:44:00 |
Cheese Festival.
I had an excellent day today! Today I went to a Cheese Festival at the Granville Island Market. A Cheese Festival! Dig THAT.
When I got to the market, I found out that The Festival was actually one large table with five cheese companies representing. This, however, was balanced out by dozens and dozens of yellow, cheese-shaped signs put up over the island.
I seriously love Granville Island. Look how nice it is. It's not actually an island, (it's very much part of the "mainland"), but, then again, it's on False Creek which is actually a bay. It's got a couple of fantastic markets, a great art supply store, a cookbook store, and a real neat art college.

I've turned into one of those "Olives, expensive cheeses, and
crackers for dinner" people. If I start buying smoked salmon
and red wine, I'm going to have to start wearing turtlenecks.


I had an excellent day today! Today I went to a Cheese Festival at the Granville Island Market. A Cheese Festival! Dig THAT.
When I got to the market, I found out that The Festival was actually one large table with five cheese companies representing. This, however, was balanced out by dozens and dozens of yellow, cheese-shaped signs put up over the island.
I seriously love Granville Island. Look how nice it is. It's not actually an island, (it's very much part of the "mainland"), but, then again, it's on False Creek which is actually a bay. It's got a couple of fantastic markets, a great art supply store, a cookbook store, and a real neat art college.
- The seagulls on Granville Island are big enough to wear sneakers.
- Out of, lets say, a dozen buskers? Three of them were cellists! Three! That’s nuts!
- I nearly bought an enormous summer-sausage but I felt too self-conscious about the purchase. It was as big as an arm.
- I heard on the radio that The Evaporators were going to be at The Cheese Festival, probably, (I'm taking a wild stab here), because of this song. Unfortunately they weren't there , which might have something to do with it being Remembrance Day here and songs like "Fat, Frustrated Fuck" might clash with the day's traditional memorial events.
- Instead of taking a plain ol' "land bus" home, I took the Aqua Bus! It's the cutest thing in the world. Look. Jeeze that's precious.
- I totally forgot my camera so I drew some pictures instead.

I've turned into one of those "Olives, expensive cheeses, and
crackers for dinner" people. If I start buying smoked salmon
and red wine, I'm going to have to start wearing turtlenecks.

While I was in the market, drinking my coffee and drawing these pictures, a folk singer started up. I swear to god, this man could have easily been doing an impression of Christopher Guest in A Mighty Wind. And if he was? It was would have been UNCANNY. He was even singing Puff the Magic Dragon and Blowin' in the Wind all high and warbley. I felt bad because a European family in front of me was laughing, (and pointing), at him so I gave him three dollars and he sang Scarborough Fair while looking at me. He was also wearing a leather tie.

The magician in the market made me nervous. I gave him a toonie and ran away.