Depending on who you ask, traveling can be an exhilarating or frightening proposition. As much as I travel, it may be surprising to hear that I do feel anxious when I’m in a new place; however, feelings of joy and discovery generally win out by a large margin. My fears surrounding traveling in new countries and cultures has less to do with safety and more about getting lost, missing planes, and simply being unintentionally ignorant. Regardless, I almost always feel happy, tired, and enlightened at the close of my first day in an unfamiliar place.
In a new country, I initially get a strong sense that I am at the mercy of that culture, which is why my first day or two will involve wide eyes and highly attuned ears. As the mix of anxiety and wonderment slip away, comprehension and a calmer sense of appreciation set in. If a trip only gives me 24 hours in an unfamiliar place, such a quick transformation can be tricky.
We found a more economical flight out of Toronto for our recent trip to Northern Europe, which meant Melissa and I got to spend a day there before flying to Iceland. We love to hunt for unique local food spots, which encouraged us to explore the quirky Parkdale neighborhood in West Toronto. (I should let it be known that my first priority in any foreign place is getting indigenous food; until it happens, I am completely distracted.) After some quick hunting (we did need to be on a plane in a few hours), we discovered a blogTO write up on a little Tibetan restaurant called Loga’s Corner.
Driving up, the neighborhood looked like a mixture of Brooklyn (NY, not NE Ohio) and North Hill (NE Ohio, not NY). Apparently the area also goes by “Little Tibet,” which was quickly evident. After anxiously finding a parking spot (not really hard but remember, new place, limited time, low blood sugar), we found Loga’s eatery hidden a little behind the corner, but close enough that I think the name still applies.
Loga’s smelled of exotic but familiar spices and was quiet, save for the low chatter of children watching television in the corner. Charmingly decorated, it felt like we had walked into someone’s large living room. Perfectly fine, as it gave us time to look over the selection of momos tempting us from behind the glass.
Moments later, the gentle voiced Loga emerged from the kitchen and kindly guided us through the day’s selections. It took a moment, but apparently we were fairly early. Since they took up most of the menu, we got an order of momos which are typically steamed dumplings with a soupy inside. We also got butter tea which is exactly what it sounds like—spiced black tea with a little butter whisked in—which traditionally acts as not only a warming beverage, but a delicious lip protectant for those dealing with the extreme Tibetan chill, as Loga explained. We also ordered two $1 potato balls, which are like giant, Tibetan hush puppies but more of a proper entrée than the Carolina’s version of pre-meal bread. I (more so than Melissa) enjoyed the homemade, chunky hot sauce in the red squeeze bottles that sat on every table. Everything was delicious, my blood sugar was back up and I felt great.
Oh, but right, about that plane to Iceland.
We went up to pay but the credit card machine acted up… welcome back anxiety. We never bothered to get Canadian currency and suddenly were about to repay this Torontonian-Tibetan-refugee’s lovely food and service by being out-of-town lame-Os. All anxiety quickly vanished, however, as Loga gave us one final surprise.
Seeing we had no local money on hand, Loga quickly said, “oh, it’s fine,” and not to worry about it. “Maybe come back tomorrow or…it’s okay, no problem.” With a smile, he thanked us again for coming, apologized for the service being a bit slow, and basically told us our food was free. In that moment, Melissa and I no longer felt like foreigners or just customers, we were Loga’s guests.
We scurried to find an ATM just down the block and came back to pay our tab. We asked for a photo with Loga, and he was happy to oblige. Simple as that, a cool-looking and thoughtful guy from Tibet graciously made Parkdale Toronto feel like a little home-away-from-home.
Loga’s Corner is a simple, humble eatery; filled with delicious food and a warm heart. I walked away thinking we found a truly precious gem.