The Location: Fanny Chadwick’s (we’ve all passed this place a million times, but contrary to popular belief, it is NOT on Bloor street)
The Time: Late September, Saturday afternoon
The Company: LK Team Sudbury, Alain, Jillian and me!
Veggie Menu: Granola, fruit and yogurt, Two Farm Fresh Eggs (with greens, toast (sourdough is an option!), and baked beans or fruit), daily omelette (with the same sides), Fanny’s Rancheros (their take on the classic, with beans, avocado sauce, but served on sourdough and with potato hash and fruit instead of meat), the Finnish pancakes (topped with mango passion fruit compote and other sweet things, with beans and fruit on the side), or a Build Your Own Benny (veggie options include wilted greens, blanco baked beans, sautéed mushrooms (yuck), and extra hollandaise (who wants that?))
I lived in the Annex for seven years and never came to this place. I ran by it at least a hundred times and never came here. I walked by it on my way to the Tarragon and still never came here. Turns out, I wasn’t missing much.
The three of us sat down on the outdoor mini-putt (aka the patio) and ordered the Rancheros (I don’t know why I keep doing this to myself) and the Farm Fresh Eggs. Apparently this farm fed molasses to their chickens, because that’s what Al’s scrambled eggs tasted like. The potatoes were nice, but the side salad I shared with Al was not. Mine and Jillian’s Rancheros was only okay. The sourdough bread got lost under all the mushiness of the guac and beans. Really, every piece of sourdough bread has been a disappointment since the days of CoGro’s sandwiches.
Considering the competition, I am REALLY surprised Fanny’s is so high on blogTO’s list. It was a nice couple of hours spent with good friends, but still, I would have rather spent it at nearby Grapefruit Moon, or Sudbury’s Laughing Buddha.
*Acknowledgements: This blog post brought to you by The Annex, Bloor Street, Queen’s University’s Common Ground, Sudbury’s Laughing Buddha, the Tarragon Theatre, farmers who feed their chickens molasses, and mini-putt courses all over the world.*