[I suggest you get yourself something cold to drink or a bowl of ice cream, because this will be a long read...]
On the second and last full day of staying in Canada, my family hauled our butts early in the morning (at 7 AM) from Niagara Falls to Toronto, which is pretty much an hour and a half drive. The night before we all tucked into our evening’s slumber, I was pretty much coordinating when and where we’re going to eat. I was freaking out over the fact that I want to do a pastry/bread tour in Toronto with my family since they never tried true artisanal bread and pastries on their own and I thought it’s about time for me to show them what delicious carbs taste like.
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