It has been 3 weeks since I came back to Ottawa from a "quarantine isolation" in Toronto. My last night there, I returned to the Eglinton West and Keele area for Enchilados Taqueria. This turned out to be a tiny spot just off a side street. Their busy-ness meant an aromatic but smokey interior. Luckily, they had 2 small tables set up outside.
The specialty here was steamed tacos (3 for $12). I chose potatoes in tomato sauce as my filling. It was a heavenly dinner; I haven't had tacos this good in quite a while. The ones in Bloordale and Bloorcourt were stick-to-your-ribs serviceable (or good but pricey).
Saturday morning, after a final visit to the laundromat, I took the bus back to Ottawa. Since then, I have reflected on my stay there. I was first leery of the industrial setting, so different from the pedestrian-friendly vibes of centrally-located areas. Yet there were enough pockets of greenery and vibrant businesses that I found reasons to go outside every day. Weston wasn't a destination like Queen St. West, but it had its' local charms. And it was only a short bus-trip to the subway and the other neighbourhoods and their attractions.
In contrast, I'm once-again ensconced inside since my return. There simply wasn't any place here I wanted to visit by foot and especially the unreliable Ottawa transit. On top of that, I found myself once again in an embarrassing situation. It wasn't so funny this time around. So I might need to go somewhere else for a bit before I become a basket-case.
15/09/2022: Despite having a ticket, I skipped the pandemic-delay show last night by all-female punk rockers Bad Waitress at The Dominion Tavern because I can't be arsed to go out in Ottawa.
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