Toilet Birthdays

I found this toilet at the Cadillac Lounge, a bar/restaurant in Parkdale, where I had an unusual french fry experience that went something/exactly like this:

Waitress: Can I get you anything to eat?
Me: I want to get the fries but I don't think I can eat a whole basket. Is there a smaller portion available?
Waitress: Smaller than the basket?
Me: Yes.
Waitress: But the basket's only this big. (Holds up a basket the size of my head)
Me: That's too big.
Waitress: Really? You look like someone who could eat a whole basket of fries.
Me: Are you saying I'm fat?
Waitress: Not fat just... hungry.
Me: You can spot hunger?
Waitress: Yes.
Me: Really? What are the signs of hunger?
Waitress: It's not things you can see. It's more like a feeling.
Me: And you have this magical power?
Waitress: Yes. I'm a waitress.
Me: You said that like some people would say witch or warlock.
Waitress: ...
Me: Right. Well, with all due respect to your powers, I still don't think I can eat a whole basket of fries. What's the smallest portion available?
Waitress: I don't know. One.
Me: One fry?
Waitress: One would probably be the smallest portion available. Unless you want, like, half a fry or something.
Me: How about half a basket instead?
Waitress: I think we can do that.
Me: Perfect.

Waitress disappears and returns seconds later with a full basket of fries.

Waitress: The cook says he's not allowed to do a half basket of fries. But don't worry, I'll only charge you for half.
Me: Are you the same waitress I was talking to before?
Waitress: Huh?
Me: Thank you.
Waitress: Do you need anything else?
Me: Ketchup.
Waitress: Okay.
Me: And make sure it's in like a vat or something.

30 minutes later. The basket is empty.

Waitress: How were the fries.
Me: Okay. But I feel nauseous now.
Waitress: I knew you'd be able to finish it. I told you - It's a feeling.
Me: ...
Waitress: I'll just leave this for when you're ready.

A toilet in one of the restrooms at The Good Neighbour, a coffee shop(pe) in The Junction of Toronto. My father grew up in this area in the 50s and 60s. I assume there weren't this many hipsters back then. I've never seen so many ironic(?) moustaches. Or teal pants. They (The Good Neighbour and the hipsters) make a good cup of tea.

The toilet from the washroom at the St. Michael's Health Centre on Sherbourne Street. It's next to the Phoenix Concert Theatre. I have to assume they've had to treat more than a few cases of alcohol poisoning. I ducked in to snap this photo while waiting for my appt. Amazingly clean restroom. While I was there I saw/smelled a really smelly guy and saw/smelled a really drunk guy (not the same guy). I also saw a VERY large woman walk into her doctor's appointment with a really huge McDonald's bag. I'm not weight loss expert but if you bring fast food to a medical appointment...

I have been spending winters in northern Thailand since 2003. There are many squat, Asian toilets still being used but many more western toilets are gradually replacing many of them. This is the first western toilet I have ever seen in a grass hut.

The toilet in the restroom at the Park Bake Shop. Tasty sweets, cool drinks and a spotless bathroom. What more could you want?

The toilet in the men's room at a bar called Katie's in Smithtown. I was there for Linda's birthday party. There were raffle tickets. I bought some of the tickets. I should have bought some of the winning ones.

When it was time to go home after the LIIFE, the LIRR decided to stop running trains. Rather than wait on the platform I ducked into McBride's, an Irish pub, for lunch. Tasty eats, giant beers and a Find The Leprechauns game on the placemats.

I went to see Marilyn Horowitz speak at the Long Island International Film Expo in Bellmore, NY. This is the toilet in the restroom at the North Bellmore Fire Department (where the event was held). Apparently everyone in the town promised not to start a fire while we were watching movies and listening to panels.

This is one of the toilets in Room 34 of the Can-Y-Bae hotel in Llandudno, North Wales, UK

This is one of the toilets in the bar/restaurant area of The Swallow Falls Hotel, in North Wales, UK. This toilet was quirkily named 'Gents Cloakroom'.