Ken and I tried a new ramen restaurant, because there's nothing better on a cold day than piping hot fatty pork soup. The food was decent. The ambiance was cheerfully chaotic. Instead of a kitchen, there was an open cooking area, complete with boiling cauldrons of broth, surrounded by bar-style seating. Every time the door opened to let customers in or out, everyone on staff yelled a traditional Japanese greeting. Considering that the place was jam-packed full, with constant turnover, there was a lot of yelling. This against a background of top-volume electro swing.
I gave my soup 7.5 out of 10, with points off for excessive saltiness and slightly undercooked noodles. Ken gave his a more generous 8.5, probably because he prefers his food saltier and his noodles more al dente. There's no pleasing everyone.
I am studying for a new project. In addition to my usual Saturday evening board/card game date, we are adding a role-playing game meetup on Fridays, starting in November. I have played Dungeons and Dragons in the past, as in, nine years ago, but the details are foggy. Therefore, I ordered the latest edition of the player's handbook, which has this handsome cover art:
Yesterday, at Game Night, my more gaming-devoted friends plunged into a highly technical discussion of the ins and outs of the latest rules and their plans for the upcoming adventure. I tried to follow, but most of it flew over my head. When asked how far I had worked up my character's backstory, all I could say was that I'd just read Chapter 1 and I was pretty sure I was going to play a gnome. Clearly I have some homework to do.
Anyway, since you guys seem to like my photos, and since I haven't taken any really relevant photos lately, here are some irrelevant photos. I snapped them a couple of weeks ago at Lawrence West subway station. The Toronto transit system is not renowned for its beauty, but it does have its moments.
Bonus photo of wrestler figurines from a comic book store in Kensington Market: