We rode our bikes downtown on Sunday of the August long weekend - the same weekend that Caribana festivities were going on on Toronto Island - and were amazed to see that Dundas Square was full of all things Turkish. There was a man wearing a red fez, a red costume embroidered with gold thread and belt filled with drinking cups, walking around with a samovar of lemonade. And stall after stall of various foods. I tried börek, a pastry filled with cheese and some sort of green leaf (the women at the table were unable to tell me what the leaf was... parsley?? spinach???) and T tried a sweet pastry. Then we got completely distracted watching some women rolling out the dough for Gözleme.
Naturally, we didn't have the camera.