<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1307696653587464476</id><updated>2012-01-30T05:23:14.343-08:00</updated><category term='french toast tour'/><category term='Eggs Meurette'/><category term='orange juice'/><category term='miami'/><category term='freshly squeezed'/><category term='south beach'/><category term='breakfast'/><category term='Fran&apos;s Diner'/><category term='pancake'/><category term='College street'/><category term='crepe'/><category term='toronto'/><category term='Bloor Street'/><category term='bacon and eggs'/><category term='chili'/><category term='breakfast tour'/><category term='specialty'/><category term='santiago'/><category term='eggs'/><category term='easy'/><category term='11th St. Diner'/><category term='gringo'/><title type='text'>The Breakfast Tour</title><subtitle type='html'>Liz and Harry tour the world, one egg at a time.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebreakfasttour.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1307696653587464476/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebreakfasttour.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>thebreakfasttour</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09254890863083158706</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>24</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1307696653587464476.post-6381725142990188245</id><published>2008-03-07T06:41:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-03-07T06:53:08.421-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Eggs Meurette'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pancake'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bacon and eggs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bloor Street'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='toronto'/><title type='text'>OVER EASY, Toronto</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DtWL7byYybg/R9FVAFd2bdI/AAAAAAAAAKA/m4ADzegGdnE/s1600-h/IMG_1886.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DtWL7byYybg/R9FVAFd2bdI/AAAAAAAAAKA/m4ADzegGdnE/s400/IMG_1886.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5175010906781150674" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;208 Bloor Street W&lt;div&gt;Toronto&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(416) 922 2345&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So Harry and I have finally gotten our acts together and started reviewing again.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today's stop was Over Easy on Bloor Street.  It's across from the Rom, between St. George and Museum stations.  Warm and cozy, you're greeted quickly at Over Easy with first the quiet atmosphere and then by a table and a full pot of coffee - to keep at your table.  Definitely a reason in itself to love this place.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Many of the breakfast choices are inventive and different from what you'll find in most other egg and bacon places.  Eggs baked in cheese sauce, or eggs poached in port with pearl onions.  Interesting choices.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I had the Eggs mushroom and cheese sauce since the waitress pooh-poohed my original choice, and Harry had the standard Big Breakfast.  We both got freshly squeezed OJ that was very, very good.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My breakfast was too rich and indulgent for my tastes, but a change from what I'd usually go for and a welcomed change at that.  Harry liked his as well, but wasn't fond of the scrambled eggs.  My ultimate pet peeve reared it's peevey head at me in the form of uncooked eggs under all that thick salty sauce.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The portions were very large and the service was nice and not overbearing at all.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Harry and I may have been slightly generous with this place but we gave it at 7.5/10.  Coffee and a friendly staff can go a long way sometimes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1307696653587464476-6381725142990188245?l=thebreakfasttour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebreakfasttour.blogspot.com/feeds/6381725142990188245/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1307696653587464476&amp;postID=6381725142990188245' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1307696653587464476/posts/default/6381725142990188245'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1307696653587464476/posts/default/6381725142990188245'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebreakfasttour.blogspot.com/2008/03/over-easy-toronto.html' title='OVER EASY, Toronto'/><author><name>thebreakfasttour</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09254890863083158706</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DtWL7byYybg/R9FVAFd2bdI/AAAAAAAAAKA/m4ADzegGdnE/s72-c/IMG_1886.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1307696653587464476.post-2143683700471063209</id><published>2008-03-07T06:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-03-07T06:41:19.704-08:00</updated><title type='text'>BEAUTY'S DINER, Montreal</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DtWL7byYybg/R9FS21d2bZI/AAAAAAAAAJg/YemGUwsvgPE/s1600-h/IMG_1873.JPG" style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;img style="text-decoration: underline;cursor: pointer; " src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DtWL7byYybg/R9FS21d2bZI/AAAAAAAAAJg/YemGUwsvgPE/s320/IMG_1873.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5175008548844105106" /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DtWL7byYybg/R9FS31d2baI/AAAAAAAAAJo/HFtwZysIQ7U/s1600-h/IMG_1872.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DtWL7byYybg/R9FS31d2baI/AAAAAAAAAJo/HFtwZysIQ7U/s320/IMG_1872.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5175008566023974306" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;93 avenue du Mont-Royal Ouest&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;Montreal, QC&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(514) 849 8883&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This small, quaint diner was full of charm from the minute we walked in.  Steel all over the place, identical booths streaming 2 rows down the length of the joint and slats of light from the roman blinds lining the walls.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Paul had a huge, fresh waffle with a side of hashbrowns and I had the paysenne omelet, both very good choices.  Sadly, Harry wasn't with us to sample the fine offerings, but heres' what we thought:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The servers were friendly and a man who we assumed was the owner sits at the bar directing the crowd to tables.  He, as well as the majority of patrons there, has his face halfway into a salmon platter (cream cheese, capers, smoked salmon, and bagels for about $11) but seems happy that his restaurant is full and bustling.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The food was fast and very fresh, and the paper placemats that are laid down at each table are ideal for gnarly morning doodles.  You'll see when you get there.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A wonderful breakfast on a good day in Montreal was only made better by our stop to Beauty's.  Why I didn't pick up one of their printed tees to commemorate the experience, I will never know.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;An 8/10&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1307696653587464476-2143683700471063209?l=thebreakfasttour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebreakfasttour.blogspot.com/feeds/2143683700471063209/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1307696653587464476&amp;postID=2143683700471063209' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1307696653587464476/posts/default/2143683700471063209'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1307696653587464476/posts/default/2143683700471063209'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebreakfasttour.blogspot.com/2008/03/beautys-diner-montreal.html' title='BEAUTY&apos;S DINER, Montreal'/><author><name>thebreakfasttour</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09254890863083158706</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DtWL7byYybg/R9FS21d2bZI/AAAAAAAAAJg/YemGUwsvgPE/s72-c/IMG_1873.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1307696653587464476.post-3087242243478159022</id><published>2007-12-21T13:58:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-21T15:08:29.362-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='miami'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='11th St. Diner'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='breakfast'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='south beach'/><title type='text'>11th St. Diner, South Beach, Florida</title><content type='html'>Thankfully this old school diner in South Beach exists or else I wouldn't have eaten anything good on my stay there recently for work. I'm sure there are good restaurants down there but I didn't eat at any. I invited Liz to join me but she missed the last flight out from Toronto. So this review is solo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DtWL7byYybg/R2w4iXednhI/AAAAAAAAAIo/88JT1NX7y5Y/s1600-h/P1010337.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DtWL7byYybg/R2w4iXednhI/AAAAAAAAAIo/88JT1NX7y5Y/s200/P1010337.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5146550637246127634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, at the corner of 11th and Washington in South Beach, you'll see what looks like one of the old silver bullet camping trailers with a nice covered patio.  Great first impression. When I got inside, the decor reminded me of the Stem restaurant at Queen and Spadina here in Toronto.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DtWL7byYybg/R2w6bnednlI/AAAAAAAAAJI/JHfp0SVyyMw/s1600-h/P1010333.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DtWL7byYybg/R2w6bnednlI/AAAAAAAAAJI/JHfp0SVyyMw/s200/P1010333.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5146552720305266258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DtWL7byYybg/R2w6bnednmI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/5zEE2YsO7IU/s1600-h/P1010334.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DtWL7byYybg/R2w6bnednmI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/5zEE2YsO7IU/s200/P1010334.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5146552720305266274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DtWL7byYybg/R2w81nednnI/AAAAAAAAAJY/zZvOCWQjNV4/s1600-h/P1010336.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DtWL7byYybg/R2w81nednnI/AAAAAAAAAJY/zZvOCWQjNV4/s200/P1010336.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5146555366005120626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The service was fairly quick when I sat down. I decided to order one the specialties, which I assumed was the ones highlighted. I got the Sam's Scram Eggs, which was 3 egg whites, scrambled with turkey, onions and carrots. It also came with home fries, which weren't bad, and wheat toast.  I also got an orange juice, which being in Florida, I thought would be better, and a coffee, which was straight up juan valdez or something generic. The eggs were really good and I didn't have to douse them in ketchup when things go bad.  The order to food receivership time was accelerated when the cook brought out my food. Wow. I thought it was because I ordered one of the specials but he was out a few times for other tables.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DtWL7byYybg/R2w6RnednkI/AAAAAAAAAJA/vh1iEIXo5-o/s1600-h/P1010335.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DtWL7byYybg/R2w6RnednkI/AAAAAAAAAJA/vh1iEIXo5-o/s200/P1010335.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5146552548506574402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Overall, the food was good, the service above average and the cool atmosphere put my visit up into the upper echelon of breakfast tour stops. I give 'em  7.5 out of 10.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1307696653587464476-3087242243478159022?l=thebreakfasttour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebreakfasttour.blogspot.com/feeds/3087242243478159022/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1307696653587464476&amp;postID=3087242243478159022' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1307696653587464476/posts/default/3087242243478159022'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1307696653587464476/posts/default/3087242243478159022'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebreakfasttour.blogspot.com/2007/12/11th-st-diner-south-beach-florida.html' title='11th St. Diner, South Beach, Florida'/><author><name>thebreakfasttour</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09254890863083158706</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DtWL7byYybg/R2w4iXednhI/AAAAAAAAAIo/88JT1NX7y5Y/s72-c/P1010337.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1307696653587464476.post-5312795414575178687</id><published>2007-12-18T05:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-18T05:59:28.522-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='french toast tour'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fran&apos;s Diner'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bacon and eggs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='College street'/><title type='text'>Fran's Diner, College &amp; Yonge, Toronto</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Before heading into work, my friend Greg and I made our way to Fran's Diner.  This place has a couple locations in Toronto, the Yonge Street location arguably being the most famous, but lacking the style or cleanliness of the location nearby the Eaton Center.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;One thing I love about Fran's is that their standard bacon &amp;amp; eggs dish is awesome.  They buy a pre-made hashbrown that's deep fried (a brand that I've actually come to recognize at several Toronto breakfast joints) but still very tasty.  Their eggs are usually spot-on and the bacon is as thick as it is salty.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DtWL7byYybg/R2fQ7XednZI/AAAAAAAAAHo/Wx4ylS1nwTM/s1600-h/frans1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DtWL7byYybg/R2fQ7XednZI/AAAAAAAAAHo/Wx4ylS1nwTM/s320/frans1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5145310817626725778" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DtWL7byYybg/R2fQ7nednaI/AAAAAAAAAHw/9D1l0GgyZoY/s1600-h/frans2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DtWL7byYybg/R2fQ7nednaI/AAAAAAAAAHw/9D1l0GgyZoY/s320/frans2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5145310821921693090" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Harry joined us soon after and ordered french toast, which oddly took 3x as long as ours did and seemed to greatly inconvenience our server.  After stopping just short of needing a megaphone to get her attention for more coffee, we decided to just leave.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hard rating this time, because it's like we had 2 breakfasts back to back.  Mine and Greg's was great, but averaged out with Harry's experience, Fran's gets a surprising 5/10.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1307696653587464476-5312795414575178687?l=thebreakfasttour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebreakfasttour.blogspot.com/feeds/5312795414575178687/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1307696653587464476&amp;postID=5312795414575178687' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1307696653587464476/posts/default/5312795414575178687'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1307696653587464476/posts/default/5312795414575178687'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebreakfasttour.blogspot.com/2007/12/frans-diner-college-yonge-toronto.html' title='Fran&apos;s Diner, College &amp; Yonge, Toronto'/><author><name>thebreakfasttour</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09254890863083158706</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DtWL7byYybg/R2fQ7XednZI/AAAAAAAAAHo/Wx4ylS1nwTM/s72-c/frans1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1307696653587464476.post-5080333319519844571</id><published>2007-12-11T05:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-21T15:09:30.472-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gringo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='chili'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='eggs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='santiago'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='breakfast'/><title type='text'>Pizza Napoli Restaurant, Santiago, Chile</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DtWL7byYybg/R16PUF8rkgI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/6YQol7a1sRo/s1600-h/P1010231.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 161px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DtWL7byYybg/R16PUF8rkgI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/6YQol7a1sRo/s320/P1010231.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5142705399860531714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DtWL7byYybg/R16PU18rkhI/AAAAAAAAAHY/rLMXjDg_vPU/s1600-h/P1010229.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 192px; height: 143px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DtWL7byYybg/R16PU18rkhI/AAAAAAAAAHY/rLMXjDg_vPU/s320/P1010229.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5142705412745433618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DtWL7byYybg/R16PVF8rkiI/AAAAAAAAAHg/EKZ_pjft9ZE/s1600-h/P1010230.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 184px; height: 138px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DtWL7byYybg/R16PVF8rkiI/AAAAAAAAAHg/EKZ_pjft9ZE/s320/P1010230.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5142705417040400930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to my friend Andrew who's been driving me around in Santiago, Chile for work, I found a restaurant right around the corner from the Radisson that served a breakfast that resembled something back home in Toronto.&lt;br /&gt;Honestly, I don't know if it's that I miss home a bit or I was hungover, but the runny eggs with ham strips tasted pretty good. I think it was a combo of both. The meal also came with a delicious banana and orange juice(jugo) and a great cafe latte.  I don't know if I could've ordered bacon with it because it wasn't on the menu photo I pointed at. Typical gringo tourist.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Overall, a 5/10.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think the address is 499 Torre Sur. It's just beside the world trade center beside the Radisson  on Av. Vitacura.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DtWL7byYybg/R16PVF8rkiI/AAAAAAAAAHg/EKZ_pjft9ZE/s1600-h/P1010230.jpg"&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1307696653587464476-5080333319519844571?l=thebreakfasttour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebreakfasttour.blogspot.com/feeds/5080333319519844571/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1307696653587464476&amp;postID=5080333319519844571' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1307696653587464476/posts/default/5080333319519844571'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1307696653587464476/posts/default/5080333319519844571'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebreakfasttour.blogspot.com/2007/12/pizza-napoli-restaurant-santiago-chile.html' title='Pizza Napoli Restaurant, Santiago, Chile'/><author><name>thebreakfasttour</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09254890863083158706</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DtWL7byYybg/R16PUF8rkgI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/6YQol7a1sRo/s72-c/P1010231.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1307696653587464476.post-5508975667323097741</id><published>2007-12-02T08:25:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-02T08:40:43.635-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Village Inn, Toronto</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DtWL7byYybg/R1LdM18rkZI/AAAAAAAAAGY/Y7yImjMWkO8/s1600-R/IMG_1022.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DtWL7byYybg/R1LdM18rkZI/AAAAAAAAAGY/_s58hCRW1yk/s320/IMG_1022.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139413337492918674" border="0" /&gt;    &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had breakfast at this place for convenience sakes.&lt;br /&gt;The french toast was dipped in the thickest, most awful half scrambled egg mix, and then just fried like an over-easy egg. My breakfast came served with an ashtray full of butts, which you will see the waiter was far too lazy to pick up for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DtWL7byYybg/R1LdM18rkZI/AAAAAAAAAGY/Y7yImjMWkO8/s1600-R/IMG_1022.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DtWL7byYybg/R1LdPF8rkaI/AAAAAAAAAGg/kR1vaLxTAT4/s1600-R/IMG_1023.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DtWL7byYybg/R1LdPF8rkaI/AAAAAAAAAGg/squzXn5tXhI/s320/IMG_1023.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139413376147624354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DtWL7byYybg/R1LdPl8rkbI/AAAAAAAAAGo/yIrCg-wjMRU/s1600-R/IMG_1024.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DtWL7byYybg/R1LdPl8rkbI/AAAAAAAAAGo/lGb2fDG_ALk/s320/IMG_1024.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139413384737558962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...and about 20 minutes later, I've eaten the most disgusting french toast of my life.  Our very first 0/10.  Good job Village Rainbow!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DtWL7byYybg/R1LdQF8rkcI/AAAAAAAAAGw/_R-wI90-h6I/s1600-R/IMG_1025.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DtWL7byYybg/R1LdQF8rkcI/AAAAAAAAAGw/BQTkHnzsGnk/s320/IMG_1025.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139413393327493570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1307696653587464476-5508975667323097741?l=thebreakfasttour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebreakfasttour.blogspot.com/feeds/5508975667323097741/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1307696653587464476&amp;postID=5508975667323097741' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1307696653587464476/posts/default/5508975667323097741'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1307696653587464476/posts/default/5508975667323097741'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebreakfasttour.blogspot.com/2007/12/village-inn-toronto.html' title='Village Inn, Toronto'/><author><name>thebreakfasttour</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09254890863083158706</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DtWL7byYybg/R1LdM18rkZI/AAAAAAAAAGY/_s58hCRW1yk/s72-c/IMG_1022.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1307696653587464476.post-6953203235651014837</id><published>2007-11-09T06:04:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-12T07:07:37.377-08:00</updated><title type='text'>BOOM</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DtWL7byYybg/RzRpLTFYv6I/AAAAAAAAAGA/RPt6UUgCa8c/s1600-h/boomfront.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DtWL7byYybg/RzRpLTFYv6I/AAAAAAAAAGA/RPt6UUgCa8c/s320/boomfront.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5130841518304182178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The last time we went to Boom, the service was mediocre. But we weren't doing this blog then so they lucked out and get a "get out of jail free" card.&lt;br /&gt;It doesn't happen that we sample the same food at breakfast. It helps give a more broad review of the fare offered by said restaurant. But personally, I've had my fill of greasy eggs breakfasts for now. It was time to expand my breakfast horizons, even though french toast is pretty typical breakfast food. Well, it can be mundane, but sometimes french toast, with a little creativity, can be the shit.&lt;br /&gt;A couple of years ago I was introduced to Boom's "Crunchy French Toast". If you haven't been here, it's basically french toast with corn flakes on it. Simple, but you'd never think of it.  That was pretty ef'n good. But this time, since we'd both had that, we went for the other flavours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DtWL7byYybg/RzRpLjFYv8I/AAAAAAAAAGQ/KTUbT9erEoE/s1600-h/frenchtoast2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DtWL7byYybg/RzRpLjFYv8I/AAAAAAAAAGQ/KTUbT9erEoE/s320/frenchtoast2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5130841522599149506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Liz got the Chocolate and Banana french toast, which was "amazing", she said. Just look at the picture and you know you can't go wrong with it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DtWL7byYybg/RzRpLTFYv7I/AAAAAAAAAGI/4C-j9AQxllM/s1600-h/frenchtoast1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DtWL7byYybg/RzRpLTFYv7I/AAAAAAAAAGI/4C-j9AQxllM/s320/frenchtoast1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5130841518304182194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got the simpler strawberry french toast. There's nothing wrong with keeping things simple and to the point, as in this case. Fresh fruit on french toast is always a winner.&lt;br /&gt;The rest of the Boom experience was pleasant. Coffee service was quick and tasty. Not the best coffee I thought, but I did just drink coffee in Amsterdam for 2 weeks prior. No big deal though.&lt;br /&gt;Great food. Service was good... this time. Price is a bit more than average. $30 for two people.&lt;br /&gt;Overall, I give Boom a 7.5 out of 10.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;808 College St., Toronto, Ontario&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1307696653587464476-6953203235651014837?l=thebreakfasttour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebreakfasttour.blogspot.com/feeds/6953203235651014837/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1307696653587464476&amp;postID=6953203235651014837' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1307696653587464476/posts/default/6953203235651014837'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1307696653587464476/posts/default/6953203235651014837'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebreakfasttour.blogspot.com/2007/11/boom.html' title='BOOM'/><author><name>thebreakfasttour</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09254890863083158706</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DtWL7byYybg/RzRpLTFYv6I/AAAAAAAAAGA/RPt6UUgCa8c/s72-c/boomfront.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1307696653587464476.post-4552659991403656017</id><published>2007-10-31T14:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-11-01T10:47:12.438-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Coentunnel, Amsterdam</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DtWL7byYybg/Ryj5Eouog9I/AAAAAAAAAFw/NCwiE4pM2gE/s1600-h/coontunnel1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DtWL7byYybg/Ryj5Eouog9I/AAAAAAAAAFw/NCwiE4pM2gE/s320/coontunnel1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127622033809114066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DtWL7byYybg/Ryj5GIuog-I/AAAAAAAAAF4/Pi1ixIoaWPo/s1600-h/coentunnel2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DtWL7byYybg/Ryj5GIuog-I/AAAAAAAAAF4/Pi1ixIoaWPo/s320/coentunnel2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127622059578917858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had to take care of some import/exporting business this morning. So a trip to the Coetunnel at 2 Deccaweg near the UPS in Amsterdam was the only option.&lt;br /&gt;The only breakfast items on the menu were Omelettes. I takes a lot to impress me with an omelette because it's not that hard but you can really ef it up and plus, I can whip up good one once in a while.&lt;br /&gt;Liz had the cheese omelette with fries. Apparently all the cheese was delicious.  I got the ham and cheese. At first I thought I would get a spinach omelette but my dutch is brutal. It was alright I guess. I was hungry so I ate it. That's how good it was. Pretty blah. The best thing about the meal was the fries and mayonaisse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Service is horrible and the food made by a 5 yr old. Plus, the price was in euros. Great.&lt;br /&gt;3/10.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1307696653587464476-4552659991403656017?l=thebreakfasttour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebreakfasttour.blogspot.com/feeds/4552659991403656017/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1307696653587464476&amp;postID=4552659991403656017' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1307696653587464476/posts/default/4552659991403656017'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1307696653587464476/posts/default/4552659991403656017'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebreakfasttour.blogspot.com/2007/10/coentunnel-amsterdam.html' title='Coentunnel, Amsterdam'/><author><name>thebreakfasttour</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09254890863083158706</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DtWL7byYybg/Ryj5Eouog9I/AAAAAAAAAFw/NCwiE4pM2gE/s72-c/coontunnel1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1307696653587464476.post-2815461440645545307</id><published>2007-10-30T08:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-30T08:34:16.278-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bredero's Cafe</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DtWL7byYybg/RydOA4uog4I/AAAAAAAAAFI/HhN2HImgzEo/s1600-h/out+front.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DtWL7byYybg/RydOA4uog4I/AAAAAAAAAFI/HhN2HImgzEo/s400/out+front.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127152477919544194" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...sorry, address unknown&lt;br /&gt;Nieuwmarkt, Amsterdam&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After 2 somewhat unsuccessful breakfast excursions, today we happened upon &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Bredaro's Cafe&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;.  We were on our way to the Pannekoeken-Upstairs in the center of town but found it to be closed, much to our dismay.  NOTE:  If you ever come here, don't rely too heavily on the Lonely Planet guide.  So far, it's let us down twice in terms of wrong business hours published.  Pretty disappointing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DtWL7byYybg/RydOcYuog5I/AAAAAAAAAFQ/oNPXoWY8izc/s1600-h/harry%27s+eating.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DtWL7byYybg/RydOcYuog5I/AAAAAAAAAFQ/oNPXoWY8izc/s200/harry%27s+eating.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127152950365946770" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;        &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DtWL7byYybg/RydOdYuog6I/AAAAAAAAAFY/cfiqSA1e6Lw/s1600-h/DSC_0007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DtWL7byYybg/RydOdYuog6I/AAAAAAAAAFY/cfiqSA1e6Lw/s200/DSC_0007.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127152967545815970" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next to the Diablo sex store, it's a stark contrast from the surroundings.  Lots of people walking by, including one especially entertaining woman, so the patio view was great.  Plus, today was the first sunny day in about a week, and made for great photos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I ordered the bacon, mushroom and cheese pannekoeken (pancake) and Harry got the traditional English breakfast.  And, much to our surprise, both were pretty tasty!  The problem we have now is distinguishing HOW tasty: is it only in comparison to the other let-downs or does it come to a Mel's or Coach House or Purple Onion level of breakfast-perfection?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DtWL7byYybg/RydOxYuog7I/AAAAAAAAAFg/V6Xwa7R7fDs/s1600-h/harry%27s.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DtWL7byYybg/RydOxYuog7I/AAAAAAAAAFg/V6Xwa7R7fDs/s320/harry%27s.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127153311143199666" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;        &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DtWL7byYybg/RydOy4uog8I/AAAAAAAAAFo/mk2YEo1Yqss/s1600-h/pancake.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DtWL7byYybg/RydOy4uog8I/AAAAAAAAAFo/mk2YEo1Yqss/s320/pancake.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127153336913003458" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/centeR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of all, I'm going to hit this up with a 6/10.  Harry's breakfast was huge and he said it was some of the best bacon he's had.  Mine was great too but didn't blow my mind.  Plus, as the roster of 'bacon-and-egg' dishes we've eaten rises, the bar becomes harder and harder to push.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, thank you to Bredero's for thus far, our best ont bijt experience in the Netherlands.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1307696653587464476-2815461440645545307?l=thebreakfasttour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebreakfasttour.blogspot.com/feeds/2815461440645545307/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1307696653587464476&amp;postID=2815461440645545307' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1307696653587464476/posts/default/2815461440645545307'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1307696653587464476/posts/default/2815461440645545307'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebreakfasttour.blogspot.com/2007/10/brederos-cafe.html' title='Bredero&apos;s Cafe'/><author><name>thebreakfasttour</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09254890863083158706</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DtWL7byYybg/RydOA4uog4I/AAAAAAAAAFI/HhN2HImgzEo/s72-c/out+front.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1307696653587464476.post-5689546449860604879</id><published>2007-10-24T15:37:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-24T15:45:14.443-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='eggs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='breakfast'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='easy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='toronto'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='breakfast tour'/><title type='text'>Easy Restaurant</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DtWL7byYybg/Rx_Kjouog1I/AAAAAAAAAEw/Tl__E_76Cno/s1600-h/easy1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DtWL7byYybg/Rx_Kjouog1I/AAAAAAAAAEw/Tl__E_76Cno/s400/easy1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5125037614548157266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1645 Queen Street West&lt;br /&gt;Toronto, ON&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We visited Easy a while ago, but somehow the review didn't make it up yet (as have a few) so while sipping some wine in Holland, I'll let you know how our meal went.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mediocre, at best, after several raving reviews.  Sometimes I start to wonder if we need to really stick to the 'house specialty' to get the best experience but a breakfast joint should do everything pretty well.&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DtWL7byYybg/Rx_K04uog2I/AAAAAAAAAE4/Xuy1iiXpZH4/s1600-h/easy2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DtWL7byYybg/Rx_K04uog2I/AAAAAAAAAE4/Xuy1iiXpZH4/s200/easy2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5125037910900900706" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;   &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DtWL7byYybg/Rx_K04uog3I/AAAAAAAAAFA/w83VZT1tAdw/s1600-h/easy3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DtWL7byYybg/Rx_K04uog3I/AAAAAAAAAFA/w83VZT1tAdw/s200/easy3.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5125037910900900722" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Big points for the crunchy french stick pieces that we got instead of the usual toast.  I was pretty 'meh' on my eggs benedict: the hollandaise was yellow as a canary, thick, greasy, and believe it or not, completely flavourless.  That is what stood out to me:  how incredibly free of flavour such a rich looking dish was.  Even the potatoes, which looked heavily spiced, just tasted like the orange grease that they came in.  Plus, the poached eggs were full of water and so everything just became a mush.  I hate when you're looking forward to a meal that much only to be forced to leave half of it untouched.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Harry's omellete was good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The place smells like a damp basement and was pretty unclean.  The service was extremely friendly and cheerful, mindful and gave us a TON of refills on our coffee.  The orange juice was tasty.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am going to go again to try the huevos divorciados that they even advertise on their website, easybreakfast.com.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meh.  4/10 this time.  Sorry guys, we really, really wanted to love you but just couldn't do it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1307696653587464476-5689546449860604879?l=thebreakfasttour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebreakfasttour.blogspot.com/feeds/5689546449860604879/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1307696653587464476&amp;postID=5689546449860604879' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1307696653587464476/posts/default/5689546449860604879'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1307696653587464476/posts/default/5689546449860604879'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebreakfasttour.blogspot.com/2007/10/easy-restaurant.html' title='Easy Restaurant'/><author><name>thebreakfasttour</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09254890863083158706</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DtWL7byYybg/Rx_Kjouog1I/AAAAAAAAAEw/Tl__E_76Cno/s72-c/easy1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1307696653587464476.post-4263043564035903062</id><published>2007-10-24T10:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-24T10:48:47.234-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sara's Pancake House</title><content type='html'>Raadhuisstraat 45&lt;br /&gt;Amsterdam&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DtWL7byYybg/Rx-CKA2VAqI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/3aDaT9HjxpQ/s1600-h/Sara"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5124958009509085858" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DtWL7byYybg/Rx-CKA2VAqI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/3aDaT9HjxpQ/s200/Sara%27s+Front+View.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;I had decided late last night that I was going to give pancakes another shot.  I've hated them since I was young, and try to stay away from them at all costs.  But, I read on some travel website that you have to get them once in Holland, and so we picked Sara's as our first shot.&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DtWL7byYybg/Rx-CKQ2VArI/AAAAAAAAAEY/LFmqmdl5TO8/s1600-h/Sara"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5124958013804053170" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DtWL7byYybg/Rx-CKQ2VArI/AAAAAAAAAEY/LFmqmdl5TO8/s200/Sara%27s+Stroop+selection.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DtWL7byYybg/Rx-CKg2VAsI/AAAAAAAAAEg/-_RnMeKd-Vk/s1600-h/Harry"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5124958018099020482" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DtWL7byYybg/Rx-CKg2VAsI/AAAAAAAAAEg/-_RnMeKd-Vk/s200/Harry%27s+Loner+Breakfast.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DtWL7byYybg/Rx-CLA2VAtI/AAAAAAAAAEo/z9xfxtIJp74/s1600-h/Liz"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5124958026688955090" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DtWL7byYybg/Rx-CLA2VAtI/AAAAAAAAAEo/z9xfxtIJp74/s200/Liz%27s+Poo+Breakfast.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Service was terrible, but what I will say is that it seemed to be a staff of &lt;i&gt;one&lt;/i&gt; taking care of the entire place.  She seemed far too frazzled and a mysterious man would surface occasionally from the basement, wiping tables and giving people menus with a glaze over his expression. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I could tell pretty quickly that the woman was overwhelmed and knew it would be a bit.  However, I didn't expect to feel as though I had ruined her entire day by paying her our patronage.  She threw her hands up and complained loudly, scolding the skulky dude on the regular.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First we watched our coffee go to the table next to us, and when denied was dumped out.  Finally the waitress/cook/floor manager came over and asked what the problem was.  I told her there was no problm, we just hadn't been offered them.  We then received espressos in their place and one too many orange juice.  Bad start, but forgivable to a degree.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I started to get more uncomfortable when people were up and leaving after not being acknowledged for 10 - 15 minutes.  At another point, the waitress barked at some customers coming in that she was closed, when she obviously was not.  Just tell them it's a long wait, don't boot out a paying customer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Harry's food arrived, the Canadian pancake, and it looked awesome.  Mine arrived but wasn't what I had ordered.  After some arguing with the girl, I finally agreed to eat what she had prepared and insisted I had ordered.  This is when she took the food away from me and said "No, only a minute for another one." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Harry's was delicious and like a thicker, savoury crepe.  Not what I expected from a pancake house.  Mine was small, and I was pretty hungry soon after but tasty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not sure how Harry felt overall but I think he enjoyed the meal.  I'm going to give it a 3 / 10 simply because the atmosphere and resentful service took away from what should have been a fail-proof meal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Overall Price:  Jesus Christ, 25 Euro!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1307696653587464476-4263043564035903062?l=thebreakfasttour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebreakfasttour.blogspot.com/feeds/4263043564035903062/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1307696653587464476&amp;postID=4263043564035903062' title='51 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1307696653587464476/posts/default/4263043564035903062'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1307696653587464476/posts/default/4263043564035903062'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebreakfasttour.blogspot.com/2007/10/saras-pancake-house.html' title='Sara&apos;s Pancake House'/><author><name>thebreakfasttour</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09254890863083158706</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DtWL7byYybg/Rx-CKA2VAqI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/3aDaT9HjxpQ/s72-c/Sara%27s+Front+View.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>51</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1307696653587464476.post-5242487125474942775</id><published>2007-10-23T16:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-23T16:22:13.706-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Barney's Breakfast Bar</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DtWL7byYybg/Rx5_HQ2VAoI/AAAAAAAAAEA/rNTucu9VrVk/s1600-h/IMG_1167.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5124673188752851586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DtWL7byYybg/Rx5_HQ2VAoI/AAAAAAAAAEA/rNTucu9VrVk/s200/IMG_1167.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Open: 7am - til late&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Haarlemmerstraat 102&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Barney's is known for serving an all day breakfast in both a single bar as well as a coffeeshop next door. We walked into what felt like madness. The place was busy as hell so instead of give up on our empty stomachs, we braved the outdoor patio. After all, we'd be referred there by a few websites and the overall allure of the adjoining coffee shop was just too much.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After a tram ride on car 13, we were treated to a menu of yummy coffee (seriously, so good) and the promise of bacon &amp;amp; eggs. A classic that is easy to compare to what we get at home.&lt;p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This meal was below average. Very sub-standard at best. For how nice the location was and how quaint the interior, the food seemed to be glorified McDonald's. The hasbrowns tasted like frozen egg-rolls. The eggs were quite un-cooked and the bacon, even less-so. The toast was good, and Harry thought the scrambled eggs were pretty awesome. Just don't go for the fried. I guess I'm not big fan of 'sunny side up' no matter how you do it.&lt;p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I think we decided to pin this place with a 5/10. BUT, have no fear, Barney's coffeeshop redeemed the breakfast bar with an impressive roster of Cannabis-cup winning marijuana strains including Willie Nelson, which I'm pretty sure won 2005's cup. Smoked amazing and made for a great day of sight seeing. So big ups to this.&lt;p&gt;The price ran about 8,50 Euro per meal plus 2,00 Euro coffees.  Pretty disappointing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1307696653587464476-5242487125474942775?l=thebreakfasttour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebreakfasttour.blogspot.com/feeds/5242487125474942775/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1307696653587464476&amp;postID=5242487125474942775' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1307696653587464476/posts/default/5242487125474942775'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1307696653587464476/posts/default/5242487125474942775'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebreakfasttour.blogspot.com/2007/10/barneys-breakfast-bar.html' title='Barney&apos;s Breakfast Bar'/><author><name>thebreakfasttour</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09254890863083158706</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DtWL7byYybg/Rx5_HQ2VAoI/AAAAAAAAAEA/rNTucu9VrVk/s72-c/IMG_1167.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1307696653587464476.post-2560304839195283250</id><published>2007-10-15T16:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-15T17:05:04.615-07:00</updated><title type='text'>DID SHE OUT DO THEM ALL?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DtWL7byYybg/RxP7eg2VAmI/AAAAAAAAAD0/tzKPerE7Uow/s1600-h/lizfrenchtoast.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DtWL7byYybg/RxP7eg2VAmI/AAAAAAAAAD0/tzKPerE7Uow/s320/lizfrenchtoast.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5121713702882837090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since I've had french toast at a few different places now, I'm allowed to give my opinion on which is the best. Unlike a few weeks ago, I was a freedom toast virgin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bonjour Brioche was pretty awesome except for the size(just too much left to waste), and Mel's is straight up, no frills, but always good. Oh, I can't forget Boom's Crunch french toast which is quite delish also and a little walk on the wild side with some corn flakes for texture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But come on, have a look at the picture and I'll explain why I think, this is the BEST french toast I've had so far on the Breakfast Tour.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First of all, this isn't from a restaurant but from the kitchen of the better half of this blog. That's a bit of bias but well justified. It started off with some delicious dutch crunch bread (wow, I'm really doing well segwaying into next weeks blogs!), delicious raspberries, strawberries and bananas from the grocery store, a bit of whip cream, and lastly, free range eggs. Top it off with some pure Canadian maple syrup for the dressing. Sounds like it's kicking ass already, eh? But wait..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was expecting, you know, one slice with some fruit on top, and I would've been quite delighted with that.  But man, not a triple threat that was thrown in the oven to bake apres le point of no return that others would've been satisfied! Mon dieu!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry everyone, you'd better step up your game.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BT rating: 9.5 out of 10.&lt;br /&gt;Total cost for two with smoothies: $18.70.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1307696653587464476-2560304839195283250?l=thebreakfasttour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebreakfasttour.blogspot.com/feeds/2560304839195283250/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1307696653587464476&amp;postID=2560304839195283250' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1307696653587464476/posts/default/2560304839195283250'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1307696653587464476/posts/default/2560304839195283250'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebreakfasttour.blogspot.com/2007/10/did-she-out-do-them-all.html' title='DID SHE OUT DO THEM ALL?'/><author><name>thebreakfasttour</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09254890863083158706</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DtWL7byYybg/RxP7eg2VAmI/AAAAAAAAAD0/tzKPerE7Uow/s72-c/lizfrenchtoast.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1307696653587464476.post-4265352375411842565</id><published>2007-10-11T09:55:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-11T10:03:59.591-07:00</updated><title type='text'>MEL'S PART DEUX</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DtWL7byYybg/Rw5XEg2VAkI/AAAAAAAAADk/p9ErKDT6aYo/s1600-h/bigbaby.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DtWL7byYybg/Rw5XEg2VAkI/AAAAAAAAADk/p9ErKDT6aYo/s400/bigbaby.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5120125561415729730" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DtWL7byYybg/Rw5XEw2VAlI/AAAAAAAAADs/dfGTByjmd3k/s1600-h/frenchtoast.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DtWL7byYybg/Rw5XEw2VAlI/AAAAAAAAADs/dfGTByjmd3k/s400/frenchtoast.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5120125565710697042" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even though there's been an entry praising the accolades of Mel's Deli up on Bloor, I took some nice photos of the Big Baby Breakfast ce matin avec mon ami Chad which I wanted to put up. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We both had the BBB except substituted the pancake for french toast. The pancake honestly doesn't do much for me anyways. The BBB is the equivalent of the lumber jack super breakfast some where else. 2 meats, 3 eggs, les pommes de terres, fruit and the aforementioned french toast. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The only thing not up to snuff was Chad's bacon but that's a personal opinion.&lt;br /&gt;Farely cheap. With orange juice and coffee, two meals came to 29 bucks plus tip.&lt;br /&gt;8 out of 10.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1307696653587464476-4265352375411842565?l=thebreakfasttour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebreakfasttour.blogspot.com/feeds/4265352375411842565/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1307696653587464476&amp;postID=4265352375411842565' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1307696653587464476/posts/default/4265352375411842565'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1307696653587464476/posts/default/4265352375411842565'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebreakfasttour.blogspot.com/2007/10/mels-part-deux.html' title='MEL&apos;S PART DEUX'/><author><name>thebreakfasttour</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09254890863083158706</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DtWL7byYybg/Rw5XEg2VAkI/AAAAAAAAADk/p9ErKDT6aYo/s72-c/bigbaby.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1307696653587464476.post-89261893342715669</id><published>2007-10-11T05:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-11T06:02:41.022-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Auntie's &amp; Uncle's</title><content type='html'>This absolutely darling little gem of a hole is just north of college at 74 Lippincott St.  You wouldn't know it to see it.  You wouldn't neccessarily walk by and think that it looks like a tasty place to eat.  Well, I mean, see for yourself:&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DtWL7byYybg/Rw4b9g2VAcI/AAAAAAAAACk/0AiCKMjuPFk/s1600-h/IMG_1019.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DtWL7byYybg/Rw4b9g2VAcI/AAAAAAAAACk/0AiCKMjuPFk/s320/IMG_1019.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5120060569970606530" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...as soon as I saw the sign, I was pretty excited to take some pictures and eat some FRANCH toast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The inside of this place felt like my Uncle Ronnie's house in Harrow when I was a kid.  Granted the weather was familiar as well: it was not the sunniest of October days and the entire cemented restaurant felt damp, cold, and somehow cozy.  Apple-picking weather?  Maybe only us townies know these sensations.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DtWL7byYybg/Rw4c2Q2VAdI/AAAAAAAAACs/UYow0qp8ztE/s1600-h/IMG_1009.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DtWL7byYybg/Rw4c2Q2VAdI/AAAAAAAAACs/UYow0qp8ztE/s200/IMG_1009.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5120061544928182738" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DtWL7byYybg/Rw4c2g2VAeI/AAAAAAAAAC0/74RzfFesS5Q/s1600-h/IMG_1010.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DtWL7byYybg/Rw4c2g2VAeI/AAAAAAAAAC0/74RzfFesS5Q/s200/IMG_1010.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5120061549223150050" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DtWL7byYybg/Rw4c2w2VAfI/AAAAAAAAAC8/2qb6kDllWxQ/s1600-h/IMG_1011.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DtWL7byYybg/Rw4c2w2VAfI/AAAAAAAAAC8/2qb6kDllWxQ/s200/IMG_1011.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5120061553518117362" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DtWL7byYybg/Rw4c3A2VAgI/AAAAAAAAADE/lzC4nPeYrKA/s1600-h/IMG_1012.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DtWL7byYybg/Rw4c3A2VAgI/AAAAAAAAADE/lzC4nPeYrKA/s200/IMG_1012.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5120061557813084674" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So look at that.  THAT  ^^^^^^^  !!!  And please try to ignore the fact that I had shaky picture syndrome this day - but isn't it awesome!?  Our server kind of looked like the Beave, too, so it helped even more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But what's important: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DtWL7byYybg/Rw4dgA2VAhI/AAAAAAAAADM/IOhCHgbXUaY/s1600-h/IMG_1016.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DtWL7byYybg/Rw4dgA2VAhI/AAAAAAAAADM/IOhCHgbXUaY/s200/IMG_1016.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5120062262187721234" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...was this.  I'd like to introduce a new member of the "ULTIMATE FRENCH TOAST" family.  This was amazing.  I even had a dream about it that night, where the chef (who was some female-version of Ghandi) was explaining the importance of the perfect thickness challah bread slices.  (Seriously)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Poached, fresh pears are served with it and they're not sugared at all, which is such a treat.  The nerve of some places to serve &lt;i&gt;fruit cocktail&lt;/i&gt; with french toast!  I know what you're thinking - blasphemy - but I promise, it really happened.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DtWL7byYybg/Rw4dgg2VAiI/AAAAAAAAADU/PzwT7rdOCkI/s1600-h/IMG_1018.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DtWL7byYybg/Rw4dgg2VAiI/AAAAAAAAADU/PzwT7rdOCkI/s200/IMG_1018.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5120062270777655842" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And ok.  Let's stop for a second.  Can we just LOOK at this sandwich?  For the love of Christ Aunties and Uncles, have a heart and take it easy on us!  Harry always seems generally unimpressed and unaffected by things (aka calmest dude ever) so I'm not sure if he took as much an aesthetic interest as I did but he seemed to enjoy it nonetheless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If the food wasn't enough, and the decor didn't send me over the edge, I have to return to Aunties and Uncles if only to reshoot this picture on a day unafflicted by SPS (the aforementioned Shaky Photo Syndrome)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DtWL7byYybg/Rw4erQ2VAjI/AAAAAAAAADc/HzWsPjrX7fw/s1600-h/IMG_1013.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DtWL7byYybg/Rw4erQ2VAjI/AAAAAAAAADc/HzWsPjrX7fw/s320/IMG_1013.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5120063554972877362" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to give it a 10/10 but I feel guilty about doing it only a month into this blog.&lt;br /&gt;9/10.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1307696653587464476-89261893342715669?l=thebreakfasttour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebreakfasttour.blogspot.com/feeds/89261893342715669/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1307696653587464476&amp;postID=89261893342715669' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1307696653587464476/posts/default/89261893342715669'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1307696653587464476/posts/default/89261893342715669'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebreakfasttour.blogspot.com/2007/10/aunties-uncles.html' title='Auntie&apos;s &amp; Uncle&apos;s'/><author><name>thebreakfasttour</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09254890863083158706</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DtWL7byYybg/Rw4b9g2VAcI/AAAAAAAAACk/0AiCKMjuPFk/s72-c/IMG_1019.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1307696653587464476.post-357253141833887869</id><published>2007-10-09T05:07:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-09T05:44:17.760-07:00</updated><title type='text'>DANS LA BOUCHE</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DtWL7byYybg/Rwt2KA2VAbI/AAAAAAAAACc/scHsaE_lzN0/s1600-h/danslabouche.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DtWL7byYybg/Rwt2KA2VAbI/AAAAAAAAACc/scHsaE_lzN0/s320/danslabouche.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5119315315835339186" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So a few months ago I went with my friend Dan to get some Ont Bijt  (dutch for breakfast) at Dans Le Bouche over on Mont-Royal in  Montreal. If you don't know any french, Dans Le Bouche means "in the  mouth". You know, putting food in your mouth, or if you have a  different sense of humour, you might think something else. Having  that sense of humour, we joked around about the name but didn't  really think anything of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fast forward to this past weekend. Since Liz and I were in Montreal  again, we needed to explore new things and we decided a trip to DLB  was in order. So, since Dan and I couldn't read french at all, Liz,  who is pretty fluent in francais, discovered that our little joke  about the name of the restaurant wasn't unfounded. The names on the  menu gave it away. Le triangle armoureux, le dejeuner triple xxx,  armour savage, the list goes on. Funny, eh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Any who, I got the dans la bouche breakfast. It's the typical bacon  and eggs breakfast. Not the best but the potatoes were above average. Liz got the eggs joey, a variation on eggs benny. She didn't seem very impressed by it. The eggs were a bit raw and disgusting. Also, there was a couple out on the patio that looked like they were gonna get it on at any second. Nothing like watching tongue fights with your breakfast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The bottom line is there's much better joints in Montreal for a good start to the day. 7 out of 10.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1307696653587464476-357253141833887869?l=thebreakfasttour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebreakfasttour.blogspot.com/feeds/357253141833887869/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1307696653587464476&amp;postID=357253141833887869' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1307696653587464476/posts/default/357253141833887869'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1307696653587464476/posts/default/357253141833887869'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebreakfasttour.blogspot.com/2007/10/dans-la-bouche.html' title='DANS LA BOUCHE'/><author><name>thebreakfasttour</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09254890863083158706</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DtWL7byYybg/Rwt2KA2VAbI/AAAAAAAAACc/scHsaE_lzN0/s72-c/danslabouche.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1307696653587464476.post-6594166832561845357</id><published>2007-10-04T21:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-04T21:28:02.245-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bonjour Brioche</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DtWL7byYybg/RwW9NU5RcfI/AAAAAAAAACE/sR0bhbD0kPU/s1600-h/IMG_1008.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DtWL7byYybg/RwW9NU5RcfI/AAAAAAAAACE/sR0bhbD0kPU/s200/IMG_1008.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5117704588221313522" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DtWL7byYybg/RwW9Nk5RcgI/AAAAAAAAACM/1ckrUEuNakQ/s1600-h/IMG_1007.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DtWL7byYybg/RwW9Nk5RcgI/AAAAAAAAACM/1ckrUEuNakQ/s200/IMG_1007.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5117704592516280834" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DtWL7byYybg/RwW9OU5RchI/AAAAAAAAACU/_BsiWaEk85M/s1600-h/IMG_1006.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DtWL7byYybg/RwW9OU5RchI/AAAAAAAAACU/_BsiWaEk85M/s200/IMG_1006.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5117704605401182738" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So Harry tells me this story...&lt;br /&gt;Some dudes have this placed called "Hello Toast."  He calls them 'partners' so I don't know if that means business or romance, but regardless, they have some falling out and it ends badly.  Partner One pushes out Partner Two, who isn't quite fond of the cold treatment.  So Partner Two goes a few doors down, opens "Bonjour Brioche" (Hello Toast en Francais) and there you have it; delicious revenge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And delicious, well, that doesn't even begin to describe our breakfast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I felt that this place was a 9.5/10&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perfect portions, imgainative (very much so!) dishes,  fair prices, excellent decor, wonderful taste in art, and a nice secluded area that makes you feel like you're the only person who's ever discovered this gem (save for, apparently, Bill Cosby who's signed photo with a 'thanks' hangs on the wall.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had the tart.  I ordered zucchini, bacon and cheddar but got sausage, mushroom and cheddar.  At first I didn't want to bug them about it because first, part of the review is just letting the restaurant do its thing and act as a complete observer, and secondly, because our waitress was pregnant and I simply had a hard time asking a pregnant woman to fix my meal for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However...&lt;br /&gt;this was a blessing in disguise as it was delicious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went to this place as a recommendation from a friend of Harry's, who suggested that their Baked French Toast make it on to our Tour.  Harry's french toast looked like a squishy pile of about 10 pieces, mushed into a loaf.  While it looked appetizing, it was too big and could have been halved.  Such a delicious dish should go unwasted!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We will be back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also:  I apologize for the photos.  My camera was on its absolute last leg and I snapped all three of these in about 10 seconds before it died.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1307696653587464476-6594166832561845357?l=thebreakfasttour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebreakfasttour.blogspot.com/feeds/6594166832561845357/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1307696653587464476&amp;postID=6594166832561845357' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1307696653587464476/posts/default/6594166832561845357'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1307696653587464476/posts/default/6594166832561845357'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebreakfasttour.blogspot.com/2007/10/bonjour-brioche.html' title='Bonjour Brioche'/><author><name>thebreakfasttour</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09254890863083158706</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DtWL7byYybg/RwW9NU5RcfI/AAAAAAAAACE/sR0bhbD0kPU/s72-c/IMG_1008.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1307696653587464476.post-2463480509000967622</id><published>2007-10-03T07:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-03T07:21:57.151-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sadie's Diner</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DtWL7byYybg/RwOj105RcbI/AAAAAAAAABg/WhZuvoVF25o/s1600-h/IMG_0979.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DtWL7byYybg/RwOj105RcbI/AAAAAAAAABg/WhZuvoVF25o/s200/IMG_0979.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5117113746750271922" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DtWL7byYybg/RwOj2U5RccI/AAAAAAAAABo/dVFcpjv8DxY/s1600-h/IMG_0982.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DtWL7byYybg/RwOj2U5RccI/AAAAAAAAABo/dVFcpjv8DxY/s200/IMG_0982.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5117113755340206530" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DtWL7byYybg/RwOj2k5RcdI/AAAAAAAAABw/5-6qlJG7k8E/s1600-h/IMG_0983.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DtWL7byYybg/RwOj2k5RcdI/AAAAAAAAABw/5-6qlJG7k8E/s200/IMG_0983.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5117113759635173842" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DtWL7byYybg/RwOj3E5RceI/AAAAAAAAAB4/t4pmNunHunI/s1600-h/IMG_0986.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DtWL7byYybg/RwOj3E5RceI/AAAAAAAAAB4/t4pmNunHunI/s200/IMG_0986.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5117113768225108450" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I first went to Sadie's with a little bff i like to call SBD a few weeks ago.&lt;br /&gt;My friend Stu had told me all about it and I really wanted to test it out.  I was pretty impressed the first time I went: the decor is amazing and you feel like you're cuter just for setting step in the place (maybe that's why Stu liked it so much...  i keed, i keed)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I haven't been in the back yet, but unless my terrible vision deceives me (which happens often), I &lt;i&gt;think&lt;/i&gt; they have a pretty impressive collector's spoon display in the back.  Amazing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now to the breakfast.  Today I went sans Harry, so this review is one-sided.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Overally?  7/10 on the food but this time, I'm giving a special 10/10 for enjoying being there.  The coffee is certified organic fair-trade, and don't think that means you don't get what you pay for: holy shit!  I have never finished one cup from them and this is coming from Little Miss 4-Cups-a-Day.  The fresh squeezed juices are delicious and the fact that you wait a little bit for them is kinda... I dunno, endearing?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No meats here and anything can be made vegan.  I like meat, but  I also like this idea.  Their veggie bacon tastes much better than you can do yourself at home, somehow, which I think redeems them.  I've laughed to myself a couple of times that they've gone overboard on the diner-decor to make up for the lack of bacon in an otherwise "Greasy Spoon."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Go to Sadie's.  Their hours are awkward for most but if you can make it in you'll vow to be a regular from that day forward.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1307696653587464476-2463480509000967622?l=thebreakfasttour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebreakfasttour.blogspot.com/feeds/2463480509000967622/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1307696653587464476&amp;postID=2463480509000967622' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1307696653587464476/posts/default/2463480509000967622'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1307696653587464476/posts/default/2463480509000967622'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebreakfasttour.blogspot.com/2007/10/sadies-diner.html' title='Sadie&apos;s Diner'/><author><name>thebreakfasttour</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09254890863083158706</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DtWL7byYybg/RwOj105RcbI/AAAAAAAAABg/WhZuvoVF25o/s72-c/IMG_0979.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1307696653587464476.post-2647008048175536474</id><published>2007-09-30T07:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-30T07:32:02.901-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Coach House</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DtWL7byYybg/Rv-ytE5RcaI/AAAAAAAAABY/L_r1vBfu__Q/s1600-h/IMG_0914.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DtWL7byYybg/Rv-ytE5RcaI/AAAAAAAAABY/L_r1vBfu__Q/s400/IMG_0914.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5116004189193990562" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ughghghhhh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sooo hung over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Exactly the reason we decided to come to the Coach House this dreary Saturday morning.  And sure enough, the staff (which is always the exact same 5 people - I'm presuming a greek family) aimed to please.  Always on point, always filling your coffee, always pushing the fresh squeezed, and serving up PERFECT greasy-spoon egg platters every time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been coming to the Coach House for about 5 years and have never, ever once been disappointed.  Consistency says a lot!  Harry got the usual "over-the-top-i-want-one-of-everything" combinations and i had plain-jane bacon and eggs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I gave a 9/10 for perfection of a classic but Harry's overall was a 7.  I guess in my fragile physical condition, anything seemed like heaven.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1307696653587464476-2647008048175536474?l=thebreakfasttour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebreakfasttour.blogspot.com/feeds/2647008048175536474/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1307696653587464476&amp;postID=2647008048175536474' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1307696653587464476/posts/default/2647008048175536474'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1307696653587464476/posts/default/2647008048175536474'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebreakfasttour.blogspot.com/2007/09/coach-house.html' title='The Coach House'/><author><name>thebreakfasttour</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09254890863083158706</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DtWL7byYybg/Rv-ytE5RcaI/AAAAAAAAABY/L_r1vBfu__Q/s72-c/IMG_0914.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1307696653587464476.post-7807381710543135781</id><published>2007-09-27T06:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-27T06:41:10.177-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mel's Delicatessen</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DtWL7byYybg/RvuxBk5RcXI/AAAAAAAAABA/N58rgyfpass/s1600-h/IMG_0828.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DtWL7byYybg/RvuxBk5RcXI/AAAAAAAAABA/N58rgyfpass/s320/IMG_0828.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5114876442451210610" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As one of the breakfast tour's 'staples,' Mel's has always treated us pretty well.  And I must say, they really rolled out the red carpet for us on this partcicular day:  fresh creamers!  New wasp traps!  Regular coffee refills!  A somewhat coherent waiter!  I was very happy. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DtWL7byYybg/RvuxdE5RcYI/AAAAAAAAABI/hXfUXFxjCeQ/s1600-h/IMG_0827.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DtWL7byYybg/RvuxdE5RcYI/AAAAAAAAABI/hXfUXFxjCeQ/s320/IMG_0827.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5114876914897613186" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Harry got the Power Protein breakfast to bulk up for the beach and I got the all-day classic breakfast to keep my bikini body in shape before fall.  (I know it's already fall, I'm in denial)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Both breakfasts were great.  (S)Mel's in my opinion is a pretty consistent 7 because their food always comes out right, it's tasty and it's always served with really juicy fresh fruit.  MOST days, however, they score a "bonus"  because this fine piece of ace walks by in outfits that get exponentially cuter by the day:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DtWL7byYybg/Rvuxfk5RcZI/AAAAAAAAABQ/UFPz6NFpoTU/s1600-h/IMG_0826.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DtWL7byYybg/Rvuxfk5RcZI/AAAAAAAAABQ/UFPz6NFpoTU/s320/IMG_0826.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5114876957847286162" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought it was the bassist from Fritz Helder and the Phantoms for a while, but after looking at a couple of pics I'm pretty sure they're just dopplgangers:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://a598.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/images01/116/l_b5be6ef1b8b6beaefebcea4c6b013575.jpg"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I digress.  Go to Mel's.  Love their Rhubarb jam, don't expect too much from their "eggs on the sea" or anything with smoked meat.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1307696653587464476-7807381710543135781?l=thebreakfasttour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebreakfasttour.blogspot.com/feeds/7807381710543135781/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1307696653587464476&amp;postID=7807381710543135781' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1307696653587464476/posts/default/7807381710543135781'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1307696653587464476/posts/default/7807381710543135781'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebreakfasttour.blogspot.com/2007/09/mels-delicatessen.html' title='Mel&apos;s Delicatessen'/><author><name>thebreakfasttour</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09254890863083158706</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DtWL7byYybg/RvuxBk5RcXI/AAAAAAAAABA/N58rgyfpass/s72-c/IMG_0828.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1307696653587464476.post-7544485333422936883</id><published>2007-09-21T16:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-22T06:23:50.514-07:00</updated><title type='text'>EGGSPECTATIONS</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DtWL7byYybg/RvRUok5RcWI/AAAAAAAAAA4/h_ILqNYnm8s/s1600-h/eggspect.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DtWL7byYybg/RvRUok5RcWI/AAAAAAAAAA4/h_ILqNYnm8s/s400/eggspect.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5112804533047751010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a franchise but don't think you'll get a cookie cutter Mcd's type breaky here. Even though that has it's place sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;The location is fun, right on Yonge St. at Shuter. Makes for interesting people watching if you get a window seat. There's some real gems walking around downtown in the morning.&lt;br /&gt;The service was good. Not the best, but above average I guess. The food came incredibly fast. Almost too fast?&lt;br /&gt;The food on the other hand was great. I had the Eggstreme. Funny, eh? Salmon with eggs and a bagel. The salmon was good and the bagel was thick like Montreal. Liz had the Ham, Asparagus, Mushroom and 3 cheese crepes. The crepes were thin unlike L'Avenue in MTL which were thick and very filling. Very good as well she said.&lt;br /&gt;The price is reasonable and the interior is crisp and sanitary. Can you describe an interior as crisp?&lt;br /&gt;Overall, a 8 out of 10.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1307696653587464476-7544485333422936883?l=thebreakfasttour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebreakfasttour.blogspot.com/feeds/7544485333422936883/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1307696653587464476&amp;postID=7544485333422936883' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1307696653587464476/posts/default/7544485333422936883'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1307696653587464476/posts/default/7544485333422936883'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebreakfasttour.blogspot.com/2007/09/eggspectations.html' title='EGGSPECTATIONS'/><author><name>thebreakfasttour</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09254890863083158706</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DtWL7byYybg/RvRUok5RcWI/AAAAAAAAAA4/h_ILqNYnm8s/s72-c/eggspect.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1307696653587464476.post-7315980585375026598</id><published>2007-09-17T08:40:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-17T09:02:28.722-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='french toast tour'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='orange juice'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='freshly squeezed'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='crepe'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='specialty'/><title type='text'>L'Avenue du Plateau</title><content type='html'>Got this suggestion from my friend Woody:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Ok definately go to L'avenue, its on the corner of Mont Royal and St. Hubert. sometimes they got djs. thier bathroom was one of the nicest bathrooms i ever seen i felt like i was in a space ship, they got a bar so get a shot, get coffee, and make sure to also get the juice. I usually have 4 beverages chilln on my table. go early too cause line is rediculous.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;addy: 922 Av Mont-royal E&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DtWL7byYybg/Ru6gHwwjD4I/AAAAAAAAAAY/cOET6Qnz5bw/s1600-h/IMG_0816.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DtWL7byYybg/Ru6gHwwjD4I/AAAAAAAAAAY/cOET6Qnz5bw/s200/IMG_0816.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5111198682320146306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DtWL7byYybg/Ru6gIAwjD5I/AAAAAAAAAAg/5xoui3Cwrko/s1600-h/IMG_0817.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DtWL7byYybg/Ru6gIAwjD5I/AAAAAAAAAAg/5xoui3Cwrko/s200/IMG_0817.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5111198686615113618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;The interior is pretty rad, like a diner from the F U T R.&lt;br /&gt;Awesome fresh squeezed juice with tons of pulp, friendly wait staff and good coffee that came pretty regularly.  Harry and I started our ordering-for-each-other game today.  I ended up with french toast &amp;amp; hot fruits, and he got a crepe with chicken, herbs and provolone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The potatoes were AMAZING.  Absolutely &lt;span&gt;the&lt;/span&gt; best breakfast potatoes I have ever had.  My french toast was overbearing to say the least but really, really tasty in moderation.  Harry's went over well, but I found the chicken a little dry and coarse.  Not freshly cooked, for sure.&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DtWL7byYybg/Ru6gIAwjD6I/AAAAAAAAAAo/KeZPUfjNNUo/s1600-h/IMG_0818.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DtWL7byYybg/Ru6gIAwjD6I/AAAAAAAAAAo/KeZPUfjNNUo/s200/IMG_0818.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5111198686615113634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And as any other &lt;a href="http://dine.com/restaurants/rid/129205/index.html"&gt;r&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://media.www.mcgilltribune.com/media/storage/paper234/news/2006/09/06/AE/Activities.Montreal.Frills.And.Thrills-2259089.shtml"&gt;e&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://members.virtualtourist.com/m/a5c0c/dd4ad/2/"&gt;v&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.keetologue.com/102705montreal.html"&gt;i&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.montrealfood.com/restos/l%27avenue.htm"&gt;e&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://eatwellmontreal.com/"&gt;w&lt;/a&gt; site may mention, the bathrooms in themselves are a futuristic, seemingly coke-induced experience all unto itself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We loved this place.  The waiters were nice and we avoided the awful lineups that everyone warned us about.  Maybe because we hit it up at 9 a.m.  Table for two right in the window, lovely view of what seems to be an endless supply of gorgeous women in Montreal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;OVERALL:&lt;/b&gt;  8.5/10&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1307696653587464476-7315980585375026598?l=thebreakfasttour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebreakfasttour.blogspot.com/feeds/7315980585375026598/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1307696653587464476&amp;postID=7315980585375026598' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1307696653587464476/posts/default/7315980585375026598'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1307696653587464476/posts/default/7315980585375026598'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebreakfasttour.blogspot.com/2007/09/lavenue-du-plateau_17.html' title='L&apos;Avenue du Plateau'/><author><name>thebreakfasttour</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09254890863083158706</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DtWL7byYybg/Ru6gHwwjD4I/AAAAAAAAAAY/cOET6Qnz5bw/s72-c/IMG_0816.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1307696653587464476.post-505759778057762929</id><published>2007-09-17T08:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-17T08:40:30.625-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;ULTIMATE FRENCH TOAST:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.  Boom, Toronto ON (crunchy french toast, with fresh fruit substitute)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.  Grapefruit Moon, Toronto ON &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.  The Breakfast Grill, Toronto ON (Queen E)&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;ULTIMATE STEAK AND EGGS&lt;/b&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.  Purple Onion, Toronto ON&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.  Mel's Diner, Toronto ON&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;ULTIMATE EGGS BENEDICT:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.  Mel's Diner, Toronto ON&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.  Fran's Diner, Toronto ON&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;ULTIMATE "CLASSIC":&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;"two eggs, choice of meat, potatoes, fresh fruit, etc."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.  Mel's Diner, Toronto ON&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.  Gladstone Hotel, Toronto ON&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.  Coach House, Toronto ON&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4.  The Stem, Toronto ON&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;ULTIMATE SPECIALTY:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.  Fresh, Toronto ON&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.  Lakeview Lunch, Toronto ON&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.  L'Avenue, Montreal QC&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;BEST COFFEE:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.  Coach House, Toronto ON&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.  Gladstone Hotel, Toronto ON&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;WORST SERVICE:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.  Fressen, Toronto ON&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.  Boom, Toronto ON&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.  The Village Inn, Toronto ON&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;BIGGEST DISAPPOINTMENT:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.  King Chef, Toronto ON&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.  Butler's Pantry, Toronto ON&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.  Village Inn, Toronto ON&lt;p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1307696653587464476-505759778057762929?l=thebreakfasttour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebreakfasttour.blogspot.com/feeds/505759778057762929/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1307696653587464476&amp;postID=505759778057762929' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1307696653587464476/posts/default/505759778057762929'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1307696653587464476/posts/default/505759778057762929'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebreakfasttour.blogspot.com/2007/09/ultimate-french-toast-1.html' title=''/><author><name>thebreakfasttour</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09254890863083158706</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1307696653587464476.post-6080998904756945138</id><published>2007-09-15T23:21:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-15T23:24:23.132-07:00</updated><title type='text'>First Entry</title><content type='html'>Harry and Lizzie eat breakfast a lot.  Every day basically.  We have made many observations, such as:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.  French toast has about infinity variables that effect deliciousness&lt;br /&gt;2.  Beer actually compliments coffee quite well&lt;br /&gt;3.  Breakfast is always best enjoyed with friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you're a Toronto Breakfast Enthusiast, then JOIN THE CLUB.  Omg breakfast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suggest places for us!  Read what we like and hate!  Wanna know if a place is good?  Let us check it out first.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Up Next:  The first results of our first Annual French Toast Tour&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--BT&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1307696653587464476-6080998904756945138?l=thebreakfasttour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thebreakfasttour.blogspot.com/feeds/6080998904756945138/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1307696653587464476&amp;postID=6080998904756945138' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1307696653587464476/posts/default/6080998904756945138'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1307696653587464476/posts/default/6080998904756945138'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thebreakfasttour.blogspot.com/2007/09/first-entry.html' title='First Entry'/><author><name>thebreakfasttour</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09254890863083158706</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
