Pho bo ga la
It’s been a year since Aline and I visited The Basil Leaf on Somerset for dinner. And it looks like we should have come more often than we did because as we strolled through Chinatown tonight, we started questioning ourselves about its location. Didn’t there used to be a stairwell …
Ever wondered what would happen if poor Rapunzel was hard of hearing? It sure ain’t her hair that she starts tossing out the window . . .