Showing posts with label roti. Show all posts
Showing posts with label roti. Show all posts

Wednesday, May 23, 2012

Lunch at Sky Dragon and the Scarlet Ibis

Hi. I'm Charles the Bear Cub. You know me. I live on Sparkle Road with my buddy, James. He's really old. He was the second Canadian to get off Noah's Ark, you know.

 Oh. Wait! Chance lives with us, too. He's a newborn cubby someone left in a basket on our doorstep. He's a wee little thing. He climbs way high and then he can't get down. Chance makes little squawky noises when he's afraid. I have to help him get down. I look after Chance, too. He's a handful!

When we go to Toronto, we get to eat at the Scarlet Ibis. It's one of our favouritest places to eat. The Pink Ibis has West Indian food. When we go there I'm as hungry as a bear. Know what? I l-o-v-e to eat roti. It's yum-O-liscious, you know. I like to drink mango juice, too. Chance likes sorel juice. He's so newborn he isn't very good at drinking juice with a straw. He really needs his bottle.

 Another yummy place to eat is the Sky Dragon. Sky Dragon in Chinatown. Here we are with Nana Lizbeth. Nana Lizbeth is very smart. She knows how to eat with chopsticks. She taught me how to eat with chopsticks instead of a fork. Know what? Chance is too little to eat food 'cuz he doesn't have any teeth, yet. He just drinks green tea.

Chinese food tastes better when you eat it with chopsticks. We get to eat Dim Sum. I like the dumplings and pot stickers best of all.

Dim Sum is yummy. It works like this. The ladies come around with food on little carts and announce the food. We get to choose what we want to eat. Some of the nice ladies tweak our ears and kiss our noses, too.

Oh! We get to drink green tea, too. Green tea is good for you. It's important to drink green tea when you go to Sky Dragon for Dim Sum. Green tea is in Canada's Food Guide.

James says, "Now boys, Mind your manners. Don't eat like pigs." We're not pigs! We're bear cubs. He says, "Don't wolf your food." James is very silly. Anyone can see we're bear cubs, not wolves.



Oh. Wait! Did you hear that? James is hollering, "Where are my handsome bear cubs? Where are my Sons of Windsor? Where are my Princes of Ontario? That's me! Charles! That's Chance! We're handsome bear cubs. We're Sons of Windsor and Princes of Ontario! We gotta go find James so we can get our ears tickled and our noses kissed.

 This is me, Charles the Bear Cub saying, "Be good citizens. Be kind to neighbours and friends. Then you can eat Smarties and drink root beer. Oh! Wait! Come over to our house and play with us! We can go to the Pink Ibis and Sky Dragon together! Okay! Over and out!"

Tuesday, May 17, 2011

Eating Rotis at Coconut Grove

Hi. I'm Charles the Bear Cub. You know me. I live on Sparkle Road with my buddy, James. He's really old. He was the second Canadian to get off Noah's Ark, you know.

 Oh. Wait! Chance lives with us, too. He's a newborn cubby someone left in a basket on our doorstep. He's a wee little thing. I look after Chance, too. He's a handful!

Guess where we are! We're at Coconut Grove. That's a roti shop in T.O. I l-o-v-e rotis. They're one of my favouritest things to eat. Rotis are in Canada's Food Guide, you know. They're yummy and that's one of the four food groups.

This is our buddy, Miss Sandra. She makes the rotis at Coconut Grove. Know what I think? I think Miss Sandra makes happiness. Happiness is a roti. I will tell you a secret. I think Miss Sandra is a princess.

Miss Sandra makes jerk chicken and oxtail soup, too. She has lots of good things to eat.

Today I am eating a chick pea roti. I know where rotis come from. They come from the West Indies. That's in West India, you know. It's a big place. Some rotis come from Trinidad and Tobago.  I know where my roti is going. It's going to go in my mouth. Look out, roti! I'm gonna put scotch bonnet pepper sauce on you and eat you all up!

We get to drink pop with our rotis. I got pineapple pop. Chance got ginger beer. It's not really beer, you know. It's made from ginger. Pop and roti. James says it's a party for your mouth. It's true!

 Oh. Wait! Did you hear that? James is hollering, "Where are my handsome bear cubs? Where are my Sons of Windsor? Where are my Princes of Ontario? That's me! Charles! That's Chance! We're handsome bear cubs. We're Sons of Windsor and Princes of Ontario! We gotta go find James so we can get our ears tickled and our noses kissed.

 This is me, Charles the Bear Cub saying, "Be good citizens. Be kind to your friends and neighbours. Then you can eat eat rotis and drink ginger beer. Oh! Wait! Come over to our house and play with us! We can go to Coconut Grove and visit Miss Sandra. We can eat rotis! Okay! Over and out!"