My stomach was growling again as I left the Gamers Vault in Snowdon. I hadn't had anything to eat for most of the day while I had been tramping around the city, taking the metro and generally burning energy. As I had searched for the Gamers Vault I had passed this little place called Ella's Deli and thought it looked like a good place for a meal. When I entered the deli was a grocer focused on sandwich makings, while I was disappointed that dinner had disappeared I took the opportunity to grab sandwich fixings. With no plans I walked back in the direction of the metro, I saw nothing that I hadn't tried before so I journeyed another couple of blocks down the street. When I finally decided to turn around my eye caught sight of a hole in the wall pizza joint named Pizza Rodi, hungry and not exited by my other options I thought I was ready for anything.
I wasn't.
I ordered a slice of chicken pizza and some poutine, both of which looked quite tasty. The pizza was savory, the first meal I have had in a long time where I did not care if I was eating dark or white meat. The inclusion of tomato slices on the pizza also added another aspect to the slice, not simple dry chicken but chicken draped by tomato.
There was no fork.
This conundrum reared its ugly head when the man at the counter handed me a medium size take out carton of poutine and no fork. A quick inspection suggested that there were no forks to be had. Talking with the man at the counter revealed that indeed there were no forks. Stymied I ate my pizza, drank my coke and nibbled at some fries that were not drenched in delectable, savory, non-finger-foody gravy or sweet melting cheese curds.
Thankfully the Rodi's didn't manage to screw up the coke.
The ride home my stomach growled at me. I did not end up eating the poutine because I discovered that it reheats very poorly.
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