So what is a groak?

OK, let's try this entry again. Thanks, AOL.

Since I had to miss a trip to Orlando recently, I thought I would share a story from my April trip to Toronto. I hope to go back in July, but who knows? I also hope to go to Vancouver in August. Maybe even Minneapolis in July. We'll see. But I am feeling trip-deprived right now, so I am dragging out a story I forgot to post before, lol.

One of the evenings I was on my own for dinner. I had walked about 15 miles that day and wanted a nice dinner and a few Canadian beers. Their draft (draught?) beer is much better than American beer.

I found a street I hadn't been on much and there were sone nice pubs there. I walked up and down the street, seeking the perfect pub. Some had upstairs outside patios, some had no patios, some had outside patios with heaters. Remember, it's Canada, and it was April, so it was still cool at night. But I like to eat outside, so I scouted around. The wafting smells were alluring, the buildings were unique, and they housed no chain restaurants.

Finally I settled on the Fox and Whistle, with an upstairs patio in the front, and one in the back. I went for the front so I could watch people on the street going to and from the entertainment district. This is the sort of establishment that offers fare such as bangers and mash.

The cute little menu had some words listed and resulting definitions.

Groaking: looking at people eating in hopes they will offer you some.

Dibble: Drinking beer like a duck.

After two Canadian draft beers, they were rather funny, I thought!

The restaurant was about a mile from the hotel, so I stopped closer back and had another beer at the restaurant with the Frog name I can't remember.

After that, I went back to the hotel and wrote an email to Remo, assuming that there is a name that cops use for a woman who slightly stumbles and weaves her way down the street.

I believe he said "front seat passenger."