When we drove into the city the other day, the main purpose was to visit and shop with our blog friend, Lorna. This was our fourth visit over the past two years.
Of course, when I say we wanted to shop, I didn’t mean MOI. No, I meant Cuppa who has been recently fulfilling her creative yen by learning to bead. Lorna is a more veteran practitioner of the hobby who knows of several good bead shops in the Byward Market which she offered to reveal to Cuppa in all their glory. So that was the intent of what was to become a shopping marathon.
Whenever we go into town, we always stroll around the market and generally have lunch or supper at the Heart and Crown (first photo, below). In six years of living in the Ottawa area, this place has the best fish and chips that we have found, and I do likes me my fish and chips every now and then.
Although we call it the Heart and Crown and always enter through that door, I guess it is better called the Irish Village (see sign to extreme right in the photo). The place goes on and on, and seems to change from one name to another as we go. If we leave by any other door and look back we see a name other than Heart and Crown. And yet, it seems to be all one place. It’s very strange.
After a nice chat and lunch, the girls headed off on their mission, dragging a poor, dejected AC in their wake. Lorna led Cuppa to her favorite bead store, and they were both so overcome that after several [seemed like] hours, they were too poopdicated and broke to bother with the other bead store. <shrug>Maybe next time.</shrug>
After a stop for coffee, the rejuvenated ladies were ready to visit all sorts of other places. Feathers were purchased along with a parasol and I am at pains to remember what else. Perhaps the forgetfulness of old age isn’t altogether unkind!
Perhaps in the next post, I will show you some of the photos that I took whilst loitered (see post title) outside storefronts for interminable hours.