It was 1982.
I was a Montreal girl who came to work in the big
smoke, at CTV -the network, the big break -but I
knew absolutely no one in Toronto. I met Sue working
at Thrill of a Lifetime, and we have remained friends
for a long, long, long time.
But it was a
period a few years after the Thrill days that stands
out in my mind, when I was without work for the
first time in my life! I was 26 and I thought my
life was over. I would spend my days trying to find
a new job while Sue was still at CTV counting backwards,
amongst other things. Frequently after a long day,
Sue would call me to see if I would go out for dinner.
Shocking as it may seem we were both at times without
boyfriends -- ok lots of times without boyfriends.
As my bank account was dwindling, I was faced with
a difficult decision, to frivolously dine out, have
some company and share in the day's stories or pay
the phone bill. But I was a sensible girl, I chose
to go out. As extravagant as it sounds, we dined
at Cibo's restaurant most week nights. You're thinking
maybe antipasti, pasta, osso bucco, bottles of wine
-but no. Dinner comprised of one Cibo salad and
one glass of house white wine -it was about $9 each,
before tip. I'm surprised they let us keep coming
back. Of course there was the time Sue went to Cibo's
without me and some strange guy brought in Bruce
Springsteen. I would later marry that strange guy
but that's another story. There have been many other
evenings out, before and after that period. I will
always remember the brief white-convertible period,
the long Karaoke period (Sue would sing "Crazy"
and Kim would sing "Paper Roses," every
week. Oy!). And of course we'll try to forget the
very brief but frightening incident of Sue throwing
yogurt covered raisins at a certain apartment window
on Church Street.
But those Cibo dinners will
always stand out in my memory -- nutritionally perhaps
insufficient, financially irresponsible -- but emotionally
The next salad and glass of wine is on me.
to "The Friends"