We’re thirsty after the movie, so we popped into the Spotted Dick on the way home for a beer…and we’re the only non-asians in the place. In fact, we’re the only people here who aren’t in one big party taking up half the bar.

The beer’s cold, the wings are coming, and the clientele’s multinational. That plus a film festival movie were a pretty good way to end my last night in Toronto (proper) for a week. Sweet.