As Toronto has become more and more double-vaxxed, work dinners are starting to become a thing. Especially during the holidays. I was out twice this week: once at Harbour 60 (good steak; absolutely monstrous portions of calamari and chocolate cheesecake) and once at Carisma (gorgeous food and great service all around). Both places were absolutely rammed. It felt weird, but it felt good to see people in person and break bread again.
Actually, in the alternating evenings, we did more socializing: friends over one night, dinner at nearby friends’ house another. It was four late nights of much-needed interaction with bottles and bottles of amazing wine, but I confess I need a bit of a rest.