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| - Put simply, I LOVE this place.
I always thought that I would have my engagement party at The Queen Mother Cafe one day, but that was when I still believed in romance, marriage and true love. Now, it's at least my number 1 death-row last-meal pick.
I always order the same thing. Not to say that the entire menu isn't amazing, because it is, according to everyone I bring there. I just LOVE the sticky rice (which comes steamed in a cute straw basket served with peanut sauce), the Nam Jeun (crispy Laotian spring rolls), and a cup of peppermint tea with honey. I never need to look at a menu. It's the perfect meal for me. If you have room for it, they have a glorious dessert case. If you don't have room for it, they are still fun to look at and dream.
In the past, I have celebrated many important occasions there with loved ones, and ones I used to love, and the staff always went above and beyond. Once, they even placed fresh flowers on all the plates they brought to our table for my birthday/anniversary. And when my younger brother graduated from Ryerson Film school, we sat together as a family on their absolutely magical and intimate back patio, which is the best on a warm summer night. You feel like you're in a quiet English garden somewhere, and not the downtown core.
A perfect date place, if you still believe in all that "love" crap.
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