the book of parv

That time I … dared to want a little more

I spend an inordinate amount of time reading articles online. My brain is a sponge — soaking in lines of text, filtering the streams of messages, squeezing out what I find worth sharing, and leaving with a clear sense of job well done. Much of this reading happens on LinkedIn, that bastion of professional online…

jackpot chicken rice

That time I … hit the Jackpot…Chicken Rice

No pun intended, but dining at Jackpot Chicken Rice is like hitting those winning slot numbers over and over again. Ok, maybe a little pun intended — with a name like Jackpot, you’ve pretty much set a diner’s expectations pretty high. Located in the heart of Toronto’s busy Chinatown district, Jackpot’s namesake speciality is Hainanese Chicken, originating from…

That time I … was inspired by simplicity

Toronto has seen a rise in its fair share of affordable tasting menus lately. This is great news for food enthusiasts like myself, who can look forward to enjoying culinary intelligence, imagination and magnificent techniques, outside of exorbitant restaurants and without having to spend hours and hours on a single meal. Enter Canis and Chef Jeff Kang. The reviews…

Lavelle

That time I … dined with views of the 6ix

My Toronto, she’s a real beauty. Whether it’s her gleaming glass towers standing tall against a placid waterfront; or her unique flair that spreads from the eclectic to the urbane; or her unyielding desire for gastronomic reinvention … she sure makes it hard not to love her. How do you stop taking her for granted and inject the passion back into this megalopolitan love affair? Well,…

STK Toronto

That time I … fell a few vowels short

Friday night and I had rounded up the dinner squad for an evening at STK, a modern steakhouse and party lounge hybrid in Toronto’s flashy Yorkville district. As you arrive, it’s hard not to miss the large sign – three, glowing alphabets glistening against a shiny black facade. A duo of well-suited bouncers usher me in as if I’m a regular here. Clearly,…

That time I … unleashed the brand within

When I graduated university and joined the corporate rat race, I became an ardent disciple of the theory of personal branding. It had less to do with self-adulation and me trying to find my niche, and more to do with nurturing an ambitious drive and the desire to stand out in a relatively homogeneous crowd. The world was my oyster…

That time I … chose not to give a fork

My blogger biz cards say “Social media influencer”. Most bloggers aim to amass a cult-like following and I guess I was being aspirational. But being an influencer is hard work – it requires time and commitment, and I admire those who have achieved that supposed greatness in the social media realm. But, it’s not for me. Which may explain my intermittent…

That time I … reignited a creative spark

For several months now, I’ve been desperately seeking a creative outlet. As inspiring as life can be, today’s world can also leave you overwhelmed. Perhaps it had a little to do with the mind-numbing political news coming out of our southern neighbours. Or perhaps it was the ADHD, social-media-obsessed culture we’ve perpetrated, with the constant swiping,…

That time I … Doma-tosed on French-Korean fusion

I’m a self-admitted food snob and, over the years, I’ve conditioned my palate to a certain level of refinement that is hard to appease. So when a friend suggested dinner at Doma, the new French-inspired Korean restaurant in Toronto’s Little Italy district, I was fascinated and intrigued by the notion of two dominant food cultures coming together as one. Tucked away…