This one reminds me of the interior of Scores Chicken:
What is with the nasty table cloths in all of them? They look like flayed skin that has turned gangrenous.
Ha ha I didn’t notice the Clockzilla till Molson pointed it out. I actually googled Ches’ when O-tacular mentioned it in response to Pipers. The food looks like someone threw up on some fries.
When I look at the inside I suddenly smell malt vinegar fryer grease and sadness. The one that loooks like a Scores looks like an odd hybrid between bland chain restaurant soup kitchen and my grandmothers house
You really have to experience the atmosphere to fully appreciate its hideousness. Like jeddy1989 and I are both from comfortably middle class backgrounds. We can speak with a generic Canadian accent on the phone with mainlanders (that's one of the signs here, lol), both of us went to school for a little while it was still denominational but graduated years after they went secular, and we both had Protestant and Catholic friends. We're both from mixed families. Neither of us has been to a church in years or has any sort of religion in our daily lives.
But in Ches', we got into a shouting match over past actions by Protestants (how he was raised) and Catholics (how I was raised). Literal, loud argument. Ches' just brings that out in you. It's like... since moving to my current neighbourhood, Rabbittown, I now feel no shame, I feel nothing at all, when I go to the superette on a Saturday morning in my pajamas. That would've absolutely horrified me just a decade ago. All my childhood pictures, everyone is wearing socks on our living room carpet at family gatherings and Mom is still in her heels. That's how I was raised.
This should really be Ches' commercial.
Well why wouldn’t you engage in a shouting match about historical grievances of your ancestors when dining in hell’s cafeteria? Just looking at pictures of the eating area makes me feel like Frank Costanza.
As for grocery shopping in your pajamas... I think that’s more a function of age and not giving a fuck. I can’t be bothered to change from my pajama pants anymore when doing a 5 minute errand.
Well why wouldn’t you engage in a shouting match about historical grievances of your ancestors when dining in hell’s cafeteria? Just looking at pictures of the eating area makes me feel like Frank Costanza.
As for grocery shopping in your pajamas... I think that’s more a function of age and not giving a fuck. I can’t be bothered to change from my pajama pants anymore when doing a 5 minute errand.
Oh I am almost 50 and would never do that.
If I am painting and need something at Rona I change before leaving the house. And back again when I return.
Ha ha I didn’t notice the Clockzilla till Molson pointed it out. I actually googled Ches’ when O-tacular mentioned it in response to Pipers. The food looks like someone threw up on some fries.
When I look at the inside I suddenly smell malt vinegar fryer grease and sadness. The one that loooks like a Scores looks like an odd hybrid between bland chain restaurant soup kitchen and my grandmothers house
Oh it looks awful, and it mostly is - but the idea of fries, dressing and gravy is spectacular. It's sssooo delicious. Blows poutine out of the water, I wish it would spread elsewhere. With some savoury mixed in with the dressing, oy... it's one of only a handful of things (like toutons) that I missed daily living on the mainland. I'd come home and eat fries, dressing and gravy with every meal, and toutons every breakfast, etc.
BTW, just for a laugh, this is what I mean by Mom's heels... every single photo from the living room, for years and years, like this:
Yes, I'm wearing a dress. It was my Christening.
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Oh it looks awful, and it mostly is - but the idea of fries, dressing and gravy is spectacular. It's sssooo delicious. Blows poutine out of the water, I wish it would spread elsewhere. With some savoury mixed in with the dressing, oy... it's one of only a handful of things (like toutons) that I missed daily living on the mainland. I'd come home and eat fries, dressing and gravy with every meal, and toutons every breakfast, etc.
BTW, just for a laugh, this is what I mean by Mom's heels... every single photo from the living room, for years and years, like this:
Yes, I'm wearing a dress. It was my Christening.
I tend to make myself that kind of thing when I’m in a rush so I feel your joy .
It's like it was designed by 6 different architects who never contacted each other. Also, i hate that fountain sculpture thing, and the barren sidewalk.
The towers themselves are uninspired, but not awful
It's like it was designed by 6 different architects who never contacted each other. Also, i hate that fountain sculpture thing, and the barren sidewalk.
The towers themselves are uninspired, but not awful
Ah that is fugly. If you wanna talk mishmash though Toronto wins.
I've always liked the Ocean Sciences building. And I like the house too. So there.
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With coarse rice to eat, with water to drink, and my bended arm for a pillow - I have still joy in the midst of these things. Riches and honors acquired by unrighteousness are to me as a floating cloud.
The house is a lot uglier with that metallic extension on the back....it just looks tacked on and aloof. But I do find the Ocean Sciences building to have some elegance to it, I like it.
You guys have such bad taste I'm starting to think it's worth my while to hit on you.
Kidding. I like the OSC too, but that house just irritates me. Not that the surrounding area is good (there's lots of heritage in the area, but it was rural, so it's a grand old house here, then a kilometre of 1960s, then another old house, etc.). But just something about it feels... pretentious to me.
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It's a pretty clumsy looking structure. It just looks like something that was haphazardly designed, with the white shell shaped bit on the back, and the white clad garage section below, and of course the ominous staircase structure which reminds me of this YMCA building in Toronto; https://www.google.ca/maps/@43.76545...7i16384!8i8192
Ha ha I didn’t notice the Clockzilla till Molson pointed it out. I actually googled Ches’ when O-tacular mentioned it in response to Pipers. The food looks like someone threw up on some fries.
When I look at the inside I suddenly smell malt vinegar fryer grease and sadness. The one that loooks like a Scores looks like an odd hybrid between bland chain restaurant soup kitchen and my grandmothers house
Man that looks more like diarrhea and fries, than vomit and fries. Revolting.
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This kind of crap is pretty much everywhere and that’s a problem. It may look bland, but block after block after block after block this same building. it’s pretty much infesting our cities. This is the Riocan Bayview by the way.
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I like the OSC too, but that house just irritates me. Not that the surrounding area is good (there's lots of heritage in the area, but it was rural, so it's a grand old house here, then a kilometre of 1960s, then another old house, etc.). But just something about it feels... pretentious to me.
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