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What You Can Learn Walking Around

So I went on a bit of a quest for Toronto’s best baguette for a small dinner party that I was hosting. Crawling around the internet, I found 3 places that were recommended. Celestin, Jules, and Pain Perdu. Both Celestin and Jules were pretty close to each other, on Mount Pleasant between Eglinton and Davisville. So I headed up there. Walking a bit, I saw this cute little cheese shop, so I went in. Oh boy. I just wanted some balsamic vinegar, and yeah they had some. The worker knew what I was looking for and I had told him I just wanted a small bottle. So he tried to sell me a small bottle of balsamic vinegar… for $120. HA. Did he even look at me? Okay okay, I understand this face and exquisite style could throw you off, but seriously, I don’t think I would ever pay $120 for an 18 oz. bottle of balsamic vinegar, so I feigned interest in some pâté and then walked out when he wasn’t look.

The pâté wasn’t actually too bad. I’d had a craving for a little while and it was only $5. It would have gone very well with the french bread I was buying. But, I weighed it out and it was already 3pm and dinner was at 6pm. Already had huge steaks at home waiting to be cooked.

I walked further down Mount Pleasant to Celestin to find it was closed for renovations. A few doors down, Jules was closed on Mondays apparently. So I decided to go to Pain Perdu, which was all the way across town. After a few mishaps on public transit, and an hour later, I bought my baguette at Pain Perdu at Christie and St. Clair. Having forgotten to eat breakfast that day, I decided to buy a little raisin pastry that they had there.

Best decision I’ve ever made.

The pastry was, as I texted to the boyfriend, “soooooooooooooooo good. Slightly buttery, nice and flaky and crispy but like, not crumb-y. Light glaze and had raisins but not too raisin-y. Sooo good I wanted to go back and get another one. ”


The baguette was alright, I’ve had better. The dinner went well. I did learn a few things while walking around Toronto, especially in areas that I’ve never really been to before.

  • The southbound Mount Pleasant bus turns on St. Clair. I should not have disembarked.
  • There is a ravine looking forest area on St. Clair between Yonge and Mount Pleasant.
  • There is also a large cemetery and a cool vintage store that sells antique Toronto maps and prints.
  • Yonge & Eglinton area is quite nice. I would still like to live on the Danforth. Greek food all day, e’eryday.
  • Jules is closed on Mondays.
  • Pain Perdu pastry is heavenly. This is my new “bring visitors to eat.”
  • With the new TTC price hike, for the monthly metropass to be worth the $104, I need to use it 41 times. I’ve begun to keep track of my usage because I’d like to know if I use it enough. Also, I love statistics. Statistics and Lyfe Jennings.
  • The black guy that sat next to me on the subway may or may not have been a hobo. He was quiet smelly.
  • There are streetcars that run on both Bathurst and St. Clair. I was unaware.
  • There are quite a number strange people that ride the Bathurst streetcar.
  • Honest Ed’s is amazing and wonderful and completely dangerous for me if I stay in there for too long.


The Old(e) Spaghetti Factory

Don’t worry, Montreal, I am taking this place by storm. Sampling some delicious thangs. One place I went to was the Old Spaghetti Factory, on Esplanade and Church. It’s so fawncy. The interior is large, mostly wooden, and stained glass everywhere. It’s like being in a really cozy church, without all the churchiness.

Never underestimate the power of freshly made butter. This was so soft, so flavourful, the butter just explodes in your mouth. The left is fresh churned butter and the right is fresh churned garlic butter. Garlic butter you say? Garlic butter. Oh yes, I’m in heaven. They serve this with a nice crispy french baguette. Working at a bakery has done wonders for my bread vocabulary.

Some nice and chunky clam chowder. The way it’s supposed to be made. It’s like I drank all of the sea in one bite. Long John Silver’s lost booty is in me.

Look at how beautifully ornate their plates are! This is just a regular spicy beef marinara sauce. Perfectly seasoned.

This is their most famous pasta, and you either love it or you hate it. Brown butter and cheese pasta. If you’re not afraid of clogging your arteries and butter and cheese sounds appealing to you, this is it. This is not just your plain butter and cheese. It’s actually got a pleasantly nutty flavour to it, but really, warning, before you order this dish, it is dripping in butter. I really liked it, but the one who ordered it, ahem ahem, didn’t enjoy it that much after a few bites. If you aren’t picky and like to try new things, I would, without a doubt, recommend that you try it this.

We ended it with some nice Spumoni ice cream, which I had never heard of before coming here, but I recently saw some at the supermarket. It is a vanilla, chocolate, and pistachio flavoured ice cream. The hot Italian cousin of Neapolitan ice cream.

All in all, we both agreed that the Old Spaghetti Factory had a great atmosphere, and half of us enjoyed the food immensely. Even for lunch portions, I was pretty full by the end of it.

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