By golly, this place makes me want to turn Canadian - (not that there's anything wrong with it) "eh".
I would climb into their little kitchen and sleep there and eat off the floor if it means I get all my food from this kitchen.
We went for a visit over the weekend and thanks to yelp I discover the place that would throw my whole diet off - if I was ever on one.
I never ever ever EVER order anything sweet for breakfast, mind you. The sweet stuff (ie waffles, pancakes, and french toast) would come AFTER I have my breakfast while I'm sipping on my coffee but this place threw my eating system out of whack. I had their brioche french toast with foie gras and I wanted to get down on my knees and thank the guy (or girl) who thought to force feed the duck or goose to create such a delicacy. My very elegant french toast came with real maple syrup and you can see the fat of the foie gras blending nicely in with the syrup to create a slightly gamey sweet au jus.
The french press coffee was the PERFECT nectar to combine with this dish. A large carafe easily can fill 4 mugs. I also sample the Ploughman's (Charcuterie) plate filled with slab of salami , prosciutto & pate, an arugula salad and a side of bone (filled marrow roasted to perfection). We wanted to order their brioche beignet but 2 things happened - they were out of it which is fine because we ran out of room to store them and I might have to start stuffing my cheeks which would be very unappealing indeed.
The Hoof Cafe is a MUST try if you're looking to brunch in Toronto.