Taste of the DanforthI generally hate leaving Toronto on weekends as there is always something entertaining happening.
One annual event that has grown in significance and participation is "The Taste of the Danforth", a celebration of a section of one of our streets settled by a couple of waves of Greek immigration during the political upheavals there from the 50s to the 70s (Andreas Panandreou taught in Toronto during this time).
The result has been a stretch of the avenue dominated by Greek restaurants and celebrated by the festival. Primarily it features Greek food, but not exclusively. Friday night I had a lovely stroll through the show, consuming along the way some chicken on a stick, corn on the cob (Greek? maybe, like tomatoes in Italy and potatoes in Ireland), and a little pastry filled with lamb spiced with rosemary (believably Greek!).
I took a few pictures.
Beyond the food there are several stages with music, a great attraction - the fusion of rock and traditional Greek is a joy, and there are lots of other forms featured.
It attracts a cross-section of generations:
It attracts lots of us non-Greeks (as does the food!).
Perhaps most delightfully, there is evidence the show may go on for several years.
And of course, this being Toronto, even a Greek food festival has to make concessions to coffee and donuts, and apparently to Fajitas!
I got a few hours of happy walking and people-watching, sampling some food and music and enjoying the summer weather (mercifully dry that evening).