Farwell Tara

Last night we hosted Tara's going away party. He leaves Friday for Newfoundland and will be there for a few years at least. We'll miss the guy. (get on Yahoo! Messenger buddy.)

Here's his cake.

The protoype unveiling

Good news. The backsplash went in over the weekend, and the plumbing stack was covered. All in all, a fine job that we turned around very quickly. There have been a few more recent updates (for instance the undermount lighting electrical cables have been tacked into place), but essentially what you see here is what we get for all that hard work:







Red: Thank you so much helping out, I really appreciated it.

Here we're doing something, I not quite sure what...






Red brought along Graham (a little darling). Angela took on the noble duty of keeping him occupied while we worked.






And there's Papa Joe, hard at work on grouting the brand new backsplash. He's a maniac when it comes down to laying tiles: speed and skill.


He was a rock through this entire process. Grazie mille!

Lazy Sunday

No, it's not an ad for Starbucks. Rather this is how we spent Sunday afternoon a couple of weeks back. The sun was bright and the air brisk.

After an amazing brunch at Angela's cousin's house -- featuring quiche, sausage, bacon, fruit, pastries, and so much more -- Ang and I picked up a latte and bold roast and headed down to the lake to stroll along the waterfront. It was cold, but the coffee kept us warm.


Spring would arrive two weeks later.


On our walk, we came across this thing.


The people of Vancouver build the same totems along their waterfront using driftwood, rocks and such. In Toronto, we use garbage.