Toronto: Swatow

toronto I’m at the Swatow for a bowl of hot and sour soup. Mark and Alison introduced me to the Swatow thirty years ago. I’ve been here so many times through the years with Mark and/or Alison, David and Kathleen, Wayne…

As it happens, I ran into Alison on the street this morning. First time I’ve seen her in maybe ten years. Her daughter Lydia is in grade ten. Just got her nose pierced.

And later in the day I dropped by Mark’s place. First time I’ve seen him in maybe five years. His oldest, Noah, is in grade seven, already shopping for a highschool, still super excited about trains.