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Gelato on the Hill

August 9, 2012

Last night, my mother, brother, sister and I went out for gelato.
In Richmond Hill, there’s this old two story strip mall across the main street from the new performing arts centre. In this strip mall, there’s this new gelato place.
Yum! That was good gelato.
Also in this strip mall is a fried chicken hole called Wing Machine.
Cue the wavy lines and harp riff that signals a flashback.
It was the summer of 2000. I was hanging out at an underground pool hall with some friends. Someone suggested we go to a bar for some adult beverages.
The local pub was the Falcon & Firkin.
I’m not sure what was more surprising: the fact that the Falcon had a bouncer that night, or that two of my three friends were disallowed entrance into the bar because of their shabby clothing.
We went down the street to the Wing Machine instead. Turns out they serve beer.
Upon walking in there I saw an old redneck-looking couple slow-dancing to some really old country music on the juke box.
I got nothing wrong with an old couple reliving their youth with Hank Williams, I just did not expect to see that in Richmond Hill. The Hill ain’t that kinda town. At least, I didn’t know it was that kinda town.
When the couple were done, I put some change into the juke box for Black Sabbath and the Black Crowes. I didn’t feel like looking past the Bs. When you find Fairies Wear Boots, what are you doing still looking?

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4 Comments leave one →
  1. August 9, 2012 3:29 pm

    A pub should not be turning people away, ever.

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    In the pubs defense, my friends were dressed shabbily.

  2. August 9, 2012 5:38 pm

    Shouldn’t Fairies Wear Boots be under “F”?

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    It’s a song by black sabbath.

  3. August 10, 2012 2:08 am

    Cool! A 2-storey strip mall!

    Gelato sounds so delicious right now. :)

    I had no idea that Fairies Wear Boots. Who knew?

    ——

    Fairies wear boots, you gotta believe me.
    I saw it with my own two eyes.

  4. August 11, 2012 8:20 am

    There’s a Wing Machine within a five minute walk from my front door. I ate there once, and swore Never Again. The food is so bad, they must be making all their profit from the beer.

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