The Corners of my Mind (part II)

Having said the memories popping into my head are generally unpleasant, this one in fact isn't, though I suppose it comes with a measure of guilt:

When I was managing /working at the Gorilla Monsoon in downtown TO the year after my last year @ Humber, I met a nice girl - we'll call her Lanocaine - who was extremely flirty and very cute and to whom, though I was living with my girlfriend @ the time, I was seriously attracted. The memory that came up over the weekend was that she and I were talking one day about Ottawa, because she was going to go up there for the weekend for a friend, and I ordered them to go to Piccolo Grande and try their passionfruit gelato. The stuff is unbelievable - probably my favourite taste in the entire world. And so she did. And then, somehow, she brought me back an entire litre of the stuff. All the way from *Ottawa.* Man I was impressed - think of the forethought and planning!

BT