It was just about a year ago when I first heard about the documentary on the 3-Michelin starred Restaurant Sukiyabashi Jiro, and its octogenarian chef/owner Jiro Ono. I couldn’t wait to see it. I was heading to NYC for Easter Weekend, and was excited that I’d be able to attend a screening at the Tribeca Film Festival. Sadly, my trip had to be cancelled and I had to sell my tickets. The film got rave reviews, and made a pretty big fuss as the first film to be sold at Tribeca in 2011. I moved on, but it never left my mind.

I was constantly reminded of the resturaunt at work, and whenever I went for sushi I’d think about Chef Ono and his skill. Similarly to how I was able to vicariously enjoy the food of El Bulli via Cooking in Progress, I wanted to experience his miraculous sushi. Then (to the rescue, as always) TIFF announced a limited run of at the Lightbox – I bought my ticket the very same day to see the film I’d been longing to see for ages, Jiro Dreams of Sushi.

Director David Gelb tells Jiro’s tale, the story of his tiny 10-person restaurant, and how…

I think it finally hit me this week. I know that’s probably a funny thing to say after nearly a month, but it finally hit me that I Live In Toronto. What’s worse, is that I realized in many ways, it’s seriously no big deal.

This weekend started the same as most have for the last 1.5yrs, with me heading in on the train to Eddie’s place, and thinking about food. I’m super lucky to have a Foodie Boyfriend …

There was a three month portion of my life when my TV was permanently stuck on The Food Network, and one of the only decent reasons to get Digital Cable is for this channel (well, also IFC, but that’s a different topic). However, I wouldn’t ever consider myself a gastronomic enthusiast.