Someday we'll eat at Toro's

Yesterday we tried again to go to Toro’s. We’ve heard such good things about the restaurant and according to their website, they are open for lunch. So we braved the mid-20s cold and headed down there. They may be open for lunch sometimes but they sure weren’t yesterday. So we tried Tremont 647 instead. I'm not providing a link because their web site has music and it bugged the crap out of me this early in the morning. Brunch was quite good, nothing ultra fancy but all very well done. They make a pop tart that is just amazingly rich and good—and get this, it had blueberries in it and I even sort of liked the blueberries.

On the kitty front, my lap became contested territory between Chloe and Eddie yesterday. Normally when Chloe realizes my lap is (overly) full of Eddie, she moves on. Not yesterday. She stayed perched like this for probably five minutes. That’s a long time for a cat.

Wally now opens the cabinet doors in the kitchen, but only the ones on top of the fridge. We’d heard him banging around in there a couple of nights ago, and yesterday when we got home from brunch, one of the doors was wide open and the French press was sitting out on the top of the fridge. Clearly he’s bored and needs to climb so we scouted around online and found a cat tree we may end up getting (it’s the one on the right). It’s not available yet but at least it doesn’t look horrible and is no more expensive than the ugly cat trees.