I was in the Caribbean

Or at least that is what someone next to me said he felt like last Sunday, as we walked passed the man selling coconuts – in his business casual attire, no less.

My sister felt like she needed one, so she braved the long lines and emerged successful and happy!

I decided to have rice and peas and fish, maybe it was the Jamaican book I was reading, or maybe it was because the smell was really good!

My sons felt strongly about having mangoes and watermelon, and I thought “dude, we can buy these things in the grocery store!”, although the mango was the best thing I ever tasted, like evah! Ok, that might be a slight exaggeration, but the mango was so yum that my 4 year old and I had a small fight over it, I won’t tell you who won, but somewhere along the way I convinced him that I had to hold it, lest it fall and neither of us get any! I am not certain that his reaction could be interpreted accurately!

Finally, we thought that the roast corn looked pretty good.

My almost 6 year old swore that it was the best thing that he has, like evah! But I must say that it was quite fabulous tasting roast corn – not hard, flavourful, still somewhat juicy – good stuff.

There was also a pirate-looking ship, complete with a very loud cannon sound, which sort of came without warning and scared almost everyone.

But if you noticed that we were like 5 minutes away from the CN Tower, then you probably realized that we were not in the Caribbean, but at the Hot and Spicy Food Festival, where I waited by this sign for like 20 minutes and no one showed up!

So sad!