So I'm in downtown Toronto, a place I hate because there are so many one way streets an the traffic is bumber to bumber... In Toronto 30 years ago we had "little Italy" We had "Chinatown" We had "Greektown" It was a real cultural phenomenom. But it faded a lot as the Italians made their way out into the suburbs and mixed with everybody..Chinatown nobody's gives a shit about it anymore...But Greektown DIDN'T CHANGE. So I get tired of drivin in bumber to bumber traffic and I park and take a little walk around greektown...I see one of these Ouzo cafes, you know the Greeks like to have shots of Ouzo straight at the end of the day... I go into one of these Greek Bars.. HEY WHAT THE FUCK YOU DOIN' STAND IN THE DOORWAY???!!! COME ON IN!!! BAM!!!! I get slapped in the back by a guy who looks like Bruno Gerussi.. He's got a tray of Ouzo shots and one goes done in 1 second..Then 10 minutes later another... Me: "Ok everybody, it was nice meetin you all, but I've got to get goin' now. That Ouzo tastes great...I always wanted to see what a Greek bar was like, thanks for everything, now I've got to go.." HEY WHAT THE FUCK YOU TALKIN ABOUT????!!!! YOU CAN'T LEAVE NOW!! YOU GADDA HAVE SOME OCTOPUS!!!!!!!! OH FUCKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKK.. These people are all smilin about the Octopus fryin in the back, So now this old lady comes and tells me that Ouzo is an Apertif, you got to have some food.. OCTOPUS IS THE FOOD WE EAT TODAY. Well now when I say "I have to get goin'" It's not bullshit, I have to get goin and I leave 20 bucks on the counter and RUN. First time in my life I run for the door in any place, These people are too friendly..;-) I DON'T EAT OCTOPUS. You can put some nice little pieces of sardines on my pizza, but that's as far as it goes..