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Thursday, August 13, 2015

What if Our Favourite Colour Didn't Exist

Image courtesy Business Insider Australia

This fascinating article, which is inspired by what the writer found to be a fascinating podcast (linked inside the article), posits that in ancient times there was no such thing as the colour blue.

Although the atmosphere overhead has always existed in the same format as we know it, there was no collective definition of the colour therefore nobody technically could perceive that the sky was/is blue. (At least not in a way that allowed them to differentiate it substantively from other colours)

We've always been intrigued by the way in which human perception is moulded by our ability- or propensity- to describe an experience, and this is a classic example. Did the ancients never marvel at the exquisite tones of a Mediterranian azure (Well, according to the piece they compared it to wine!), or attempt to describe the hues of a glacial crevice? (This must have fallen into one of the ways they described icy white).

Let's not split (fashionably blue) hairs on whether reality is in the describing; since we can now appreciate it let's just take a moment to appreciate a few recent blue Toronto moments!

Thursday, August 1, 2013

Put on Some Clothes... and Go for a Ride!

Cycle Couture, our new favourite shop. Fab bikes, awesome accessories, and great cycling clothes that don't make you look like a road warrior! (Hipster, maybe) 926 College Street near Dovercourt.

Monday, July 29, 2013

Pizzeria Via Mercanti...forno and football!

We can't really explain why it took us so long to discover Via Mercanti. I guess we tend to be prisoners to our own routines much of the time, and because we always have pizza on Friday nights we are not inclined to have it again for Saturday lunch. Fortunately, though, we recently found ourselves in Kensington Market at lunchtime for the second day in a row one recent weekend, and it happened to be a Sunday. Via Mercanti's windows were wide open and Confederations Cup soccer from Brazil was on all the screens- Italy vs. Uruguay to determine third place- and the boisterous and infectious atmosphere just drew us in. Being liberated from our Saturday pizza embargo, we didn't hesitate!

Once inside we could appreciate the authenticity of the place: A great beehive forno behind the prep area, pizzaioli who were right off the last Alitalia flight, barely a word of English in earshot. We were in heaven!