Saturday, January 5, 2008

ARIS PLACE (229 Roncesvalles Ave.)

THE SHIT SHOW: Chris, Tomas, Paul & Adam

RATINGS:
FOOD: 3+
PRICE: 4
SERVICE: 4
AMBIANCE: 4+


ALL-DAY BREAKFAST: YES
COFFEE/ESPRESSO BAR: NO
COFFEE INCLUDED: NO
FREE REFILLS: YES
LICENSED: YES
HP SAUCE: YES
PATIO: NO
BOOTHS: NO
OPEN-KITCHEN: YES

After the two weeks of hell-bent overindulgence that was the Christmas holidays (Special thanks go out to Bill, Adam & Amelie, Taylor & Vicky, Tam-Tam, Lionel and fam, The Olson sisters, Tiff, DD and all others that joined in the debauchery), a proper Toronto get-together and a proper Toronto breakfast was most definitely in order; A) Because friends are the bacon bits in the salad bowl of life and B) Because there's no such thing as all-day breakfast in Blind River (who the fuck gets up before 11 during the holidays?!). With the little bro in town for the weekend, and for the first review of two thousand and great, we figured we'd take a ride down Roncesvalles and stop at the first place that caught our eye. Here we found Aris Place; just south of High Park Boulevard with "All Day Breakfast" prominently displayed in the window, the choice was evident.

STANDARD BREAKFAST:
3 eggs
bacon
buttered toast
potatoes
$4.95+tx.


THE FOOD: Bacon, bacon, bacon, bacon (damn skippy we got four pieces!). The bacon was some of the best I've had and the tomato was a welcome addition, however as Adam stated, the hash browns were "toopotatoey". All in all, the tasty meter hit a solid 3+ and the verdict was unanimous.

THE PRICE: $4.95 + $1 for coffee! Shit, bring a date! Buy her two, who cares! She'll think you're ballin'! Slap in a side-order of smooth and you're guaranteed to make it to second base!

THE SERVICE: Loads of personalitay. Whenever our waitress came around she gave us all individual play-by-plays; "Toast, toast, toast..." and when we asked for more water she rolled by with a jug and said "The waterrrrr" in a funny voice. Nuff said.

THE AMBIANCE: If I had to say one attribute stood out while the others didn't quite add up to the same extent (reminiscent of our run-in with "cleavage girl" in Hero Burger later in the night), the ambience definitely took the cake. The lighting...OMFG the lighting. Adorned with low-wattage outdoor wall sconces it was hands down the best lighting of any place we've ever reviewed in this beautiful blog of ours. PERFECT lighting one might say. The interior of the place was à la cozy ski chalet with added elements of awesome. Wood accented walls and ceilings, faux leather table tops, deer antlers (or as Paul put it, "just enough death on the walls") and various captivating pictures including a '93 World Series poster starring none other than Joe Carter & Roberto Alomar.

To sum it all up, Pauly couldn't have put it any better...
"I don't know if this is the bacon talking, but it's nice in here. I like it.

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