R and I decided to plunk down for a snack at one of the admittedly rather usual restaurants on Yonge street in T'ronna-eh? Our table was window-side, so close to the sidewalk we could actually *touch* passersby. I don't recall what we actually ordered, but I won't forget the huge bouquet of mixed flowers R bought me from a passing vender. Waiters came by to admire and compliment... (too bad there isn't a blushing smiley!)