So, Canada is a little different, eh? For instance, the Center St Deli is spelled Centre Street Deli. I would never have found it in the phone book. And of course, there are “What is your favourite colour?” sorts of things going on.
Here are a few signs that totally cracked me up, which Toronto natives didn’t quite get. I also heard rumo(u)rs of a bath fixture store called “Canaroma” (after their Canadian/Rome heritage.)
From a washroom (restroom) in a public park. There is a foot in the wash basin (sink). Evident meaning- do not wash your feet in the sink!
A bookstore in Senor’s n’hood. He didn’t understand why I was laughing hysterically. Only in Canada… In the US it would be the super-extra-fantastic ultimate bookstore. In Canada, it’s “pleasant.” And that works for them.
I don’t know about these crazy Canadians. Do they really sleep on bricks?
No dents in your car? Just park right here…
And here is some of what I was eating on my trip. O, Canada!