Today is Sunday - and me and my gal pal Nicola were looking for somewhere to go for brunch - silly me suggested The Bloor Street Diner.
Here's how brunch plays out for us:
Go to diner, stand at front bar for 10 minutes get noticed...no we are wrong...another few minutes and someone smiles at us...I ask, "Is brunch still on?"
Girl who had smiles starts to walk away...we don't move...she looks backs and motions for us to follow...we do.
We are seated in the back, most hidden corner (hmmmm we muct be real unpleasant to one's senses)
10 minutes - no one comes - I notice waiter and ask for a Bloody Mary & coffee - we are informed only brunch is being served....(okay we must look dumb...hence the reason for hiding us in the corner when they are many more suitable seats)
We get up and go to the buffet ...most platters are empty...are they going to fill them up.....and what...no capers and lemon with the smoke salmon???
We get made to order omelets ...yes, they are excellent.
No sense complaining..in a nut shell...I will be passing on Sunday brunch at the diner and recommend you do to.