Alternate title: Shari’s Ode to Etobicoke. You’ve been warned.
The Location: Crème de la Crème (venture over the river into Etobicoke, and Crème de la Crème can be found in Toronto’s alternate reality. I’m surprised they actually put the accent grave in the name. I mean, doesn’t Etobicoke seem like a place where the word CREME runs abundant?)
The Time: Late November (opening day of Mockingjay Pt 1! Thanks for the afternoon showing, Etobicoke!)
The Company: Chris
Veggie Menu: an omelette or egg white omelette with your choice of veggie items, a three-egg breakfast with hashbrowns and toast, a florentine benedict, waffles, french toast, pancakes, granola and fruit with yogurt or cottage cheese (REALLY, Etobicoke?), grilled cheese with or without tomatoes. Side orders include fresh fruit, ice cream (on my toast maybe, Etobicoke?), avocado and tomatoes (Etobicoke has specified on their menu that both of these items come sliced. Phewf).
There’s a different quality to west of the river, isn’t there? Actually, we’ve figured out exactly where Etobicoke starts, restaurant-wise. Bryden’s, our favourite bar, is very Toronto. The servers are bearded, the cliental is varied in age, and it is always busy. Meanwhile, on the other side of the wall, Classico Pizza feels very much Etobicoke. It’s usually empty, with the exception of a few 70+ couples and the guitarist they’ve hired for every Thursday night. The staff is SO eager to see you, and immediately ask you to come back. All that’s missing is a restaurant parking lot outside.
Crème de la Crème is Etobicoke through and through. We were the youngest ones there by 30+ years. That would NEVER happen at a Toronto brunch joint – not even on a Friday. The walls are sponge painted and peeling, and the bathroom is past a tall fake plant. But you know what? Sometimes you’ve got to go to Etobicoke to go back to basics.
I ordered the three-egg breakfast with a side of tomatoes and avocado. I deviated from my usual fried or poached eggs to try scrambled eggs, and it was a mistake; not Etobicoke’s fault though. I just like dipping in yolk. I know better for next time.
The order was delivered to us faster than Morrison’s in Kingston. In fact, Morrison’s has a strong reputation for the fastest food service of all time, so I wondered if their new marvel was delivering to Etobicoke in under ten minutes. The eggs, as I said, were tasteless and boring. But the hashbrowns, the avocados, and the tomatoes, were all no-fuss and delicious. Truly, Etobicoke’s hashbrowns are what I wish all potatoes would taste like. To combat the blandness of the scrambled eggs, I mixed everything on my plate and ate it as ladylike as I could. I was in Etobicoke, after all.
While Crème de la Crème doesn’t have a gimmick, like Toronto brunch places do, they did the basic breakfast very well and very quickly.
Etobicoke word count: 17