Uncle Betty’s

Walking north up along Young St. from Eglington station, I ran into the Silly Vogelfänger, and so we skipped off to lunch. We’d been laughing too much to choose a place as we walked north, and so we turned back south and stopped at the first restaurant that we came across: Uncle Betty’s. Don’t eat …

Light Cafe

I lunched with the Human Engineer at Light Cafe, a cozy Taiwanese eatery nestled in Baldwin Village. The restaurant’s presentation was crisp and alluring, from the verdant plant life growing out of the wall behind me to the modern aesthetic in which their menu was laid out, brimming with trendy, sharp photography that would make …

Ginger

I’ve been sick recently and food while sick is always problematic. Flavours finish into a cardboard-like slag of extremes, if even that. I push water and tea into myself at a staggering rate. My head swims with congestion and the throes of a cold that seems to have it out for me. Perhaps this is …

True True Pizza

Five minute before my evening’s engagement and haven’t eaten since seven that morning. Walking along King East near Church, and I spot a pizzaria claiming “A pizza unlike any other,”which seems like a bold claim, but if I can be fed in under 15 minutes, I’m on board. True True Pizza is broad and deep, …

The Pomegranate

The Opaque Dancer coaxed me toward a Persian meal, a cuisine I haven’t much experienced. Being more eurotrash than I would generally appear, my knowledge of middle eastern food is limited to Paramount, Arz bakery north-east in the city, and forays into Iranian bakeries that I wander past every so often. It was hard for …