Our February cover story about Toronto couples who met and fell in love the old-fashioned way (i.e., not via Tinder, Grindr, Bumble or Happn) elicited many an “OMG cute!!” and “Why aren’t we in this?”
“The beginning of a truly Toronto love story (via @torontolife). ‘Daniel: One night, I was heading home on the Vomit Comet. I was drifting in and out of sleep for the whole ride….’ ”
“Remember: if the people featured in Toronto Life’s cover story managed to meet their partners on the Vomit Comet, or in their Uber Pools, you too can find love, I assure myself insistently.”
“LOVE IS REAL IN TORONTO AND I’M ALL FOR IT. I’m smitten and crying and don’t care. I eat this shit up and one day, I’ll be telling my courtship story!!!”
Which is not to say some readers weren’t annoyed by what they deemed sins of omission.
“Though you’d never know it from reading Toronto Life, there actually are people over 60 in