The kids and I go into Toronto to have lunch with their Dad. We check out his office (it’s been years) then go to lunch.
We go to a restaurant where there are a million tvs and the waitresses wear short black skirts. The ceiling is about fifty feet high.
The kids are mesmerized (by the tvs not the skirts). There is one tv that is colossal. Every sport possible plays before us.
The food was good.