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#MezcalMeetup – Tacos & New Friends

Mezcal Hamilton

A rambunctious group of Hamilton bloggers congregate at Hamilton’s hottest new taco and tequila bar for what would end up being an exuberantly fun-filled night! Located at 150 James St. South, Mezcal has a wonderfully saloon-y feel to it that is warm, local, and rustic.

[Click here if you hate people and just want to read about the food]

The Crew

Chanry

Chanry – The Hungry Gnome

The blog in 3 words: Sassy Food Rants

Twitter: @TheRealChanry

Instagram: @TheRealChanry

If you were reincarnated as any animal you wanted, what would it be?

Sloth. (Because “Eat all day. Sleep all night. Party never.”)

What is your catch phrase?

“On point” – that ass is “on point”. The pasta dish was “on point”.

What’s your favourite Hamilton restaurant?

Tung Hing for banh mi. Not a restaurant but for $2.50, it’s a spot on meal.

Andrea @MmadhungryAndrea  – I’m Mad Hungry

The blog in 3 words: Make you hungry

Twitter: @MMadHungry

Instagram: @MMadHungry

If you were reincarnated as any animal you wanted, what would it be?

An owl. (Even though she’s seen that weird gif of the five freaky owls doing freaky things.)

What is the weirdest thing you’ve ever eaten?

Sea cucumber! And I still don’t like it. People might think pig ears.. Or animal organs are weird but in any Asian culture it’s not! 

I grew up eating all that XD

If you were to plan a themed party for yourself, what would the theme be?

This is difficult! Umm studio ghibli themed party!

What’s your favourite Hamilton restaurant?

Korea House

Priya @_Kitchen_WORLDPriya  – Little Kitchen. Big World.

Twitter: @_kitchen_WORLD

Instagram: @littlekitchenbigworld

If you were reincarnated as any animal you wanted, what would it be?

A penguin. 

*Note: Priya has divulged that she loves the way they walk, and if she were to be confronted with a penguin, she’ll probably freak out like Kristen Bell with sloths and cry.

 

Justin @the_JMoneyJustin  – Eating Your Content

The blog in 3 words: Cheap Food Joy

Twitter: @the_JMoney

Instagram: @the_Jmoney

You get unlimited money to travel to one place. Where would you go?

I’d travel to Japan for sure. I know almost nothing about Japanese cuisine and the range of food from dirt poor to the highest in refined dining is something very intriguing to me.

What were you obsessed with when you were 8?

Are we talking food obsession at 8? That would be Lasagna for sure and Italian food as a whole.

What’s your favourite Hamilton restaurant?

Favourite nowadays is a tough call. Best food I’d say Rapscallion. Place I think of every time someone says “where do you want to eat” is The Collins Brewhouse in Dundas though.

Jessica @HungryinHamiltonRachel  – Hungry in Hamilton

The blog in 3 words: Honest, silly, informative

Twitter: @HungrynHamilton

Instagram:  @HungryinHamilton

If you were reincarnated as any animal you wanted, what would it be?

A cat.

You get kidnapped by aliens. You get to either travel to their planet or they’ll leave you back on Earth, but 500 years in the future. Which would you choose?

Stay on earth 500 years in the future!

What is the craziest thing you’ve ever done?

When I was a teenager, I stole my mom’s car and drove to Wasaga Beach to meet friends! I swear I’m not that much of a bad-ass any more!

What’s your favourite Hamilton restaurant?

NaRoma Pizza Bar!

Leslie and John @HungryinHamONTLeslie & Jonathan  – Hungry in the Hammer

The blog in 3 words: Infrequent, irreverent, delicious

Leslie

Twitter: @HungryHamOnt

Instagram:  @HungryintheHammer

If you were reincarnated as any animal you wanted, what would it be?

One of my dogs. They are spoiled!

What would you say your catch phrase is?

I didn’t have one until last night. Now it is pedantic.

What’s your favourite Hamilton restaurant?

Charred. Good, honest food at a good price.

Jonathan

Twitter: @Johnnywedekind

Gardening Blog: Wedekind’s Garden

What is the most exciting thing you’ve ever done?
Hahaha what a great question. I don’t know to be honest. I have had a lot of fun and exciting times. I guess if I had to choose just one, it would be going to teach in Africa. I had never been outside of North America till that point and it was a huge and amazing experience

Fill in the blank: I would do anything for love but I won’t do ______________?

Answer 1: [REDACTED]

Answer 2:  I would say I won’t do murder or killin’. I am not a violent person and I couldn’t hurt an animal or person.

What’s your favourite Hamilton restaurant?
Right now, I would say my favourite is The Tavern on George. The ambiance, hands on service from the chef, the food, the drinks, everything is just amazing. I want to while away Friday evenings their sipping on cocktails listening to Frank Sinatra.

Sid, Charaya, Matt

They don’t have blogs but the atmosphere just wouldn’t be the same without @Charaya, @Sidman, and @MCSattle . Charaya is the funnier of the Thach sisters and never fails to mention it. Sid is the glue that keeps the Belly Monsters together and fighting and loving. And Matt, well, he’s lucky that Chanry brings him along.

The Food

Drink

We all started off with a round of drinks and appetizers. The salsa and chips & guacamole and chips (not pictured) are STRAIGHT OFF THE CHAIN. The salsa was chunky, not watery, chock-ful of salsa goodness. The chips are made fresh in-house and when drizzled with lime, become incomparable to anything you’ll ever buy in a grocery store. The Jicama salad was refreshing, crunchy, and bountiful.

I had the drink called “El Burro” ($12). I didn’t get a picture of the menu, but it had ginger beer and mint, and probably tequila. It was SO delicious. Fresh and not an overly strong alcohol taste. I definitely did feel it even after only one drink!

Chicharron Mezcal

Whatever you do, if you go to Mezcal and you don’t order the chicharron. You need to get out, because what’s the point? It’s crispy. It’s tender. It’s topped with pickles, feta, cabbage, hot sauce. It’s melt in your mouth. It’s spicy. It’s everything you ever want in a lover.

Tacos Mezcal

This is what most people come to a taco bar for. 3 tacos for $15 is a quite pricey, but when you take a bite into these, you’ll know why. Full of flavour, fresh ingredients, and love. And probably crack, but I’ll let the kitchen keep that one a secret. The crispy cauliflower surprisingly holds its own among the meaty tacos, so don’t write it off! It’s cooked perfectly, crispy exterior, soft but not mushy. Perfect seasoning. The Chorizo Pastor taco tastes like summer. The chorizo is wonderfully smokey. It’s topped with sweet pineapples that compliment the meatiness. Eating this taco makes you forget that it’s barely above zero degrees outside. The bistec adobo  is tender and sweet. And I love that it’s topped with nice crunchy cabbage for a playful texture contrast.

One of the winning aspects of these tacos is that the shell does not fall apart!! You take a bite, and then you aren’t left with soggy taco shells in your sweaty fingers with taco filling all over your table and lap. That would be the worst.

Also, you’ve got to try the two sauces that are on the table. One is an avocado-lime crema and the other a delicious housemade hotsauce. Do not neglect these sauces!

For dessert, skip the chilli chocolate tarro in favour of the rice pudding. The chocolate is nice if you want to play it safe, with it’s warm, soft, fudgey chocolate cake topped with ice cream and fun, delicious pumpkin seeds, but there was no chilli flavour at all. The rice pudding though, oh mama. Served warm, topped with ice cream for that temperature play that some of the BDSM folk are so fond of. The rice isn’t mushy, it’s just got the perfect bite to it, balanced, sensual, delicate flavours. SO GOOD.

The night continued across the street at Radius for buck-a-shuck oysters and then over to the Owl of Minerva for late-night Korean, because really, with the Belly Monsters, we never eat at just one place.

So what did we learn this night?

  • Jonathan has THE MOST infectious laugh you have ever heard. In your life. Ever.
  • Charaya and Chanry’s mom never let them prepare food while laying on their bellies because they’d turn into alligators.
  • Leslie informed us that back in the good ol’ days, you find your mating partner in grocery stores and there’s a whole science in how to pick someone up. If a guy only has frozen food in his cart, he’s definitely single.
  • Sid reminded us all not to mindlessly eat whatever is on his plate because he chewed and swallowed a biiig hunk of pickled ginger, like a champ.
  • I also learned that to up my pickle game, I have to go to the Mustard Seed on York to buy a $12 jar of pickles that will change my life.
  • And lastly, it’s reinforced that food brings people together, whether you are long-time friends or just stalk each other on the internet.

For the sake of (blog)life, (blog)love, and (blog)laughter.

Sometimes I lose sight of why I started blogging in the first place. It wasn’t because I wanted free stuff. It wasn’t because I wanted to be famous. It was because I have these thoughts and feelings and life mottos that I wanted to share with the world. Thinking back to the first blog I ever had, I wrote because I wanted to get a handle on my thoughts. It was like writing to a pen-pal that I knew didn’t actually exist, but it was nice to get everything out of my head and into a physical, or rather digital, form.

Somewhere between 2009 and 2015, I became consumed with the lives all these bigger bloggers. Thousands of readers and followers, invites to exclusive events, free perks from companies who want you to write about their products. It’s like being a celebrity with all the perks and you are your own paparazzi.

I’ll let you know what prompted this post though. A few weeks ago, I met a prominent local blogger at a party (who will now be referred to as Z) with other bloggers much bigger than I am. Z came into the circle of conversation, and in the introductions, I shook Z’s hand, and said that I was familiar with their social media content. I received half a handshake, and no eye contact as Z gave a weak laugh and looked away to someone they recognized as being “in the scene,” as I interpreted it. This is fine. I don’t mind. I’m just there to have fun and make friends. My ego isn’t bruised if someone doesn’t give me the time of day.

Flash forward to the next week, I’m working at my retail job and Z walks in. I give a big friendly, “Hey!”, and it’s clear Z doesn’t recognize me. Again, that’s fine. Even though I shook your hand, that’s fine. However, what spurned me is that Z did not say a single word during the transaction. No answer to “How are you?” Just flashed the credit card and snatched the bag of goods and left.

I don’t think it’s just a “I’m a big deal” thing, but it should be common decency to treat the people behind the check out as a human.

I don’t know where I was going with this. I never would have batted an eye at any of these things individually, but being brushed off by the same person in the span of a week, that stings a little. But I’m sure Z is a very nice person, and I just don’t make a very big impression. I’m working on accepting the fact that it’s ok not to be noticed, and trying to reconcile the thought of, maybe I don’t want to be noticed. I just want to live my life in a way that makes me happy, and use my energy in ways that make other people feel happy. Going back to my roots of writing for the sake of writing. Sharing my thoughts with the digital world that might have a person or two out there listening. Not for free things and invites to events where people try so hard to make you like them so that you’ll advertise their product, but to surround myself with good people and good vibes.

Of course, I’ll find a relevant Nicki Minaj quote.

Let me make this clear, I’m not difficult, I’m just ’bout my business. I’m not into fake industry parties and fake agendas. Rock with people for how they make me feel, not what they give me.

I’d be lying if I said that the free stuff isn’t nice. That the feeling of inclusivity with the exclusive clubs makes you feel important and like you really are somebody. But I don’t want to always be chasing the glamour and events for the sake of the glamour and events. I want to do it for the experiences of trying something new and for meeting new people that can possibly add love and laughter into my life.

If I can live my life with purpose and positively impact just one person, then I can be happy. I want to leave impressions of positivity on others, like pressed-leaf impressions in a textbook.

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