(2434 Bloor St. W.)
THE CREW: Chris, Tomas & Janek
ALL-DAY BREAKFAST: YES
COFFEE/ESPRESSO BAR: NO
COFFEE INCLUDED: YES
FREE REFILLS: YES
HP SAUCE: YES (and Heinz 57 for the haters)
Bloor West Village. Breeding ground to some of the chillest dudes I know and home of a grimey little greasy spoon I think equally as highly of. A few steps east of Jane St. on Bloor you'll find the aptly named Bloor Jane Restaurant. From the not so upkept exterior, one might not think twice about walking on by, but for those that decide otherwise, a world of awesome...awesomeness resides.
bacon, ham or sausage
$7.00 (no tax)
THE FOOD: Pretty, pretty, pretttty good. (I honesty don't know what more to say.)
THE PRICE: Like the food, the price was decent. At a tax free $7, and from what I recall, eight and change in total, one might deserve a bitch-slap for complaining.
THE SERVICE: Lets put it this way.
You order. You then turn to the person beside you and ask them to pass what you believe to be a (conveniently) idle issue of Now Magazine lying on the counter beside them. They reply, "Actually, it's an Eye Weekly." "Oh. Never mind." you say as you turn back around on your stool. You then realize that your breakfast is already in front of you!
Over and above this fictional, yet illustrative story of speed and agility, the staff made me feel at home. Behind the grizzly appearances of the cooks and the heavy accents of the waitresses are a group of people that function like clockwork and who you get the feeling have been doing this for a while.
THE AMBIANCE: Open kitchen. booths n' stools. A Playboy sticker on the stove hood. A true greasy spoon if I've ever seen one.
Although a little out of the way for most, Bloor-Jane Restaurant is well worth the trek. It's a seemingly divey hole-in-the-wall that has the ability to do nothing short of change one's entire philosophy on life. (Maybe not, but their breakfast is crack)