This thread on reddit (hiss, I know...) really makes me miss the anonymity of big city living:

I want a spot where I can roll in looking like garbage, keep my hood up, tap my card, grab a massive takeout container of hearty soup, and walk out without making eye contact or enduring friendly small talk.

One of the replies:

I got you.
Salad Days. It’s in the almost abandoned food court under the old Bay at Yonge and Bloor.
No one is in there.
Their lentil soup is fucking incredible and it’s cheap for a huge bowl.
Comes with pita bread.
Eat it with the other food court creatures and rot.

Literally heaven ✨

On the other hand I've been sitting high as fuck on a stool in my garden slowly weeding for 5 hours and that's pretty good too.