Time Of The Season

After work on Monday, I made my way to Bloor St. My friend's restaurant was opened and I asked about the situation on Saturday. This past week-end, they experienced dizziness and wounded up in the emergency room from afternoon to night. But there was no known root causes besides their usual health issues. Their trip to Thailand was both vacation and medical: they got an MRI, some herbal remedies, and a diagnosis of gout for their swollen ankles. This seem to be a thing as an ex co-worker also did it.

After I told them about my sublet, they said their place was still available. Though the living room was bigger than the second bedroom, using it as a sleeping space worked for me. It also seemed unwise to sublet from an older person with numerous health conditions. In any case, they almost sold their restaurant (and the accompanying residential lease) in October. I thought that they should consider retiring and follow their dreams by moving to Morocco.

Wednesday night was dinner from South Pacific. I decided to go all-in on the nostalgia and ordered a combination Chinese dinner ($10). It was a tasty if a tad oily meal: deep-fried spring roll, lemon chicken with flourescent yellow sauce, stir-fried chicken and mixed veggies, and aromatic fried rice. This had a better vibe than last time but rang my "healthy eats" alarm.

I visited my friend again on Thursday for lunch. Though I had skipped it, I finally went inside the newish Hana Sushi. The interior wasn't quite as dinghy as I thought. I opted for a sushi combo ($19) while my friend chose a miso soup, coconut tuna sushi ($13), and spring rolls ($5.99). The menu also had other Chinese add-ons including a few dim-sum plates. I ended up tipping $8 because they were good-natured about my friend's demands: soup, extra spoons, extra sauces, etc. It wasn't quite as good as ibet Sushi but about what I expected from these mid-tier sushi spots.

They showed me photos and videos from their trip. Two cousins from Brampton had also tagged along. Some downer news: the gout prognosis from the Thai herbalist was rejected by their doctor after a visit on Wednesday; his initial assessment of arthritis stood. So they needed to decide whether to accept injections for the ankle pain or get another opinion. Considering how much difficulty they had walking a few blocks even with my help, I wasn't sure what they should do.