Five things David Sexton ate this week

1. In Toronto for the film festival, lots of almost supernaturally flavourless stodge — sandwiches, paninis, wraps — eaten on the run from the terrible chain Tim Hortons.

2. After moving out of the Downtown, great pasta at last, in Corktown, from Fusaro’s, 294 Richmond St E — a joint where they have a clock showing the time in Calabria as well as one for Toronto.

3. Really good Northern Thai food, starting with delicious deep-fried Morning Glory, from Mengrai Thai, 82 Ontario Street, where the ebullient proprietor Allan Lim then showed us phone-pix of himself with numerous celebrity diners, including Mick Jagger.

4. Desperate at Pearson Airport, a last taste of Canada, its national dish, “poutine”, from the awful True Burger: chips grossly smothered with gravy and curd cheese.

5. Back in happy Harringay, divine capocollo (cured pig’s neck) from Siena, via the stall O Toma O Morte, at the lovely little Sunday market in Mattison Road.