The Goof
The title of this post could refer to me. Last week, when Jess and I were heading down to watch the screening of Behind Closed Doors, we walked down a really steep hill on our way to the movie theatre. I commented that if we were to walk up that hill on a regular basis, it wouldn’t be long before we started to get in good shape.
Well, tonight we went up that hill for the first time since we talked about it. It was as difficult as we first thought it would be. This particular hill is quite steep, and it was a good workout. I admit that I was short of breath at the top, but I do think that if we do this on a regular basis, we’ll be in pretty great shape.
The picture above is the sign of one of my favourite restaurants: The Golden Gate - better known as the Goof. The Goof was one of the first Chinese restaurants in the area, and the food is really great. The place got its nickname from its sign. For many years, the neon sign you see above had several letters burned out, so that all that was lit was: GOO F. The name stuck. I’m almost sad that the sign is in good working order these days.
Great. Now I’m hungry.





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