I wish I owned some kind of share in this place that allowed me to always have a table here.
Living around the corner I've spent a few years finishing a bottle of wine with friends and facing the dark options of a Bloor West selection of bars whose zenith was Pour Boy's (yeah there's Piston or 3 Speed but..I dunno. We never jived.)
Now instead of walking into decades of burps and sad old zoo cougars, we get to hop over to Northwood; fresh paint and friendship.
It's a comfy and beautiful spot, and the drinks are priced up but not high (a single Fernet with lemon was $5.60, for example).
Daytime:
My boyfriend and I came in here for the first time mid-morning, and had really pleasant espressos looking out on Christie Pits in the sunny front window.
Crowd:
I know it's hard for some to hear, but "hipsters" are just people under 35 with a shred of whimsy.
Conclusion: The world is great and I love it.