Heyheyhey! Thanks SO much for the caring comments on my last post. They seriously mean the world to me.
One of the greatest things about being home again is being so close to my parents. I haven’t lived in the same city as them since I hightailed it outta here after my highschool graduation seven years ago.
But this past weekend, I truly appreciated being so close. I was able to spend the night at my mom’s and wake up with her on Mother’s Day.
Okay, technically, we did not wake up together. I was out running in the rain when she woke up. I wanted to take advantage of the trails by her house. I’ve finally worked up to a 5k again! Took three months after surgery to get there.
But I promise you, I made a big brunch for her as soon as I walked in the door.
I spied some ham in the fridge so I made her a Monte Cristo sandwich. Essentially a ham & cheese sandwich where the bread is french toast. You may recall I had a 900 calorie version of this sandwich in Toronto. I’d say my version at home was only 350-ish calories without the maple syrup. Take that.
Part of Mother’s Day was also spent at my new favourite cafe in the city – Cafe Clementine on St. George.
GOOD espresso, German sweets, paninis and other goodies. Plus, I’m a sucker for the hippie decor.
Mint iced tea. So happy it’s iced tea season again. Iced drinks > hot drinks imo.
Mother and daughter…
…and mother and daughter!! All you can see in this photo is HAIR. Hahaha. Blame my Scottish Papa.
Oh yes, and there was a Mother’s Day pie. But this gem deserves its own post. Any guesses on what it may be? *Hint: It features slices of fruit*
Taking a shower for so long your fingers get wrinkly.
Being in the presence of loved ones, doing nothing but enjoying their company.
Going outside without mittens for the first time.
Finding that shirt you thought you lost last year.
Eating a banana, avocado, or mango on it’s day of perfect ripeness.
Days where your hair magically falls into place without being styled.
Being seated in a restaurant right away and getting the best table there.
Having amazing home baked bread, then turning it into French toast.
Knowing that even when there are a million things to complain about, there are still things over the course of the day that can bring you a little slice of happiness.
Hello and hope everyone had happy weekends! I’m still on the mend from the flu, but I did manage to get some delicious food down this weekend ;)
Seeing as we’re on the other side of winter now – the new year side – I’m realizing my time in Toronto is only getting smaller and smaller. So many places to see and experience in such a short period of time! Suddenly, the need to visit certain restaurants has reached an emergency status.
Sunday morning started like any other – in my favourite way with free yoga. At Lululemon. A relaxing and stretchy Hatha class with my big sis who is visiting from Ottawa this week.
The only thing better than free yoga on a Sunday is brunch on a Sunday. Sister Sara, Roommie Megan and I decided on a place that’s been on our radar for quite a while – Bonjour Brioche.
Because who doesn’t love crusty white bread?
Like any brunch place in the Riverside/Leslieville area, it’s tiny and bustling with people on the weekends.
They also sell loaves of bread and pastries at the counter. It almost reminded me of my beloved Tartine in San Francisco. Almost.
And Bill Cosby was here! (I know, what?)
I skipped coffee before yoga (learned that one the hard way) which meant I had to go until noon without coffee. By that point I was looking for an IV hook-up.
But three cups of coffee in an IKEA mug worked just fine.
The menu looked spectacular and they had some great specials on. I knew I wanted to get something with brioche because it’s the restaurant’s namesake. Thankfully, Sister Sara was up for splitting two dishes with me.
First up, we ordered the Croque Madam: toasted brioche layered with ham & gruyere and topped with a fried egg.
With the Baked French Toast.
Roommie Megan ordered the Smoked Salmon Scrambled Eggs: with chives, rosti potato, creamed horseradish and caviar. This dish definitely won for best presentation and apparently did not skimp out on the salmon.
The croque madam was indeed very good. I’m not a huge fan of sunny side up eggs because slimy egg whites creep me out. But the bread was great and there was lots of ham.
Really though, we need to talk about the french toast.
Because it was the best I ever had. Damn! The waitress said they use day-old pastries to make the French toast. Our plate was made with some kind of flaky chocolate swirl bread. But we saw a few different varieties floating around the restaurant. It was more like bread pudding. I would have never guessed a flaky bread would take on an egg soak so well. Every now and then I’d get a bite of creamy chocolate filling. Topped with maple syrup, the whole thing was perfection.
Another Leslieville brunch success! Megan and I have a checklist going to visit every spot in the ‘hood before we move away.
It doesn’t end there though. Ohno. For we spotted this place just down the street…
If I had to choose between cake or pie, I’d choose pie.
Even better, they had savoury pie. The Scotsman in me likes that.
We were lured in by the promise of a free custard tart with the purchase of coffee.
I skipped the deal, seeing as I had dessert for brunch.
But that didn’t stop me from taking a bite.
A buttery, flakey…
…bite of heaven.
Sister Sara said that if the tart was that good, imagine how good the pies are. I think I know where I’ll be getting my
birthday cake birthday pie this year ;)
Two more places to check off the list, and both get very big enthusiastic checks! I’ve got more restaurants to talk about. I have a feeling it may turn into restaurant week here on the blog. Hell, it may turn into restaurant month ;) It’s all for the greater good of culinary adventure, I swear.
Question of the Day: What is your favourite kind of pie? Sweet or savoury! I lovelovelove chocolate pie and leftover apple pie with cheddar for breakfast. For savoury I love mom’s meat pie and a traditional chicken pot pie.