This weekend I had the pleasure to spend time in Toronto with some of my favourite people. Shockingly (not really if you know me...) I didn't take any pictures. None. Zilch. Nada. I was in the presence of a beautiful baby boy (who totally said my name at the age of 10 months!), a great couple and a city that just screams "Capture me!" and I didn't even bring my camera.
Amy and I lunched at Wanda's Pie in the Sky. It was delicious. But best of all, they had pies. A whole selection of amazing pies.
There was this lemon meringue pie that whispered to me while ordering my lunch. I swear! It was telling me to take it home. And if you saw the meringue peaks that this pie was sporting, you wouldn't abandon it either.
Wondering where those peaks are? They disappeared when I dropped the box on the floor...