meeting in a discrete place
the journal of Michael Werneburg
twenty-eight years and a million words
Toronto, 2015.05.05
I met a friend for drinks tonight at the pub under the Strathcona Hotel. It's a bit of a perfunctory setting, as if the hotel decided they needed a pub, but didn't have a suitable place to build one. Windowless, unadorned, and furnished with a hodge-podge of styles, it did however stand out in two ways:
1. The food was good and came quickly.
2. The service overall was quite good.
Still, it felt like a reasonable place to plan treachery.