The big ol' diner sign outside of the Skyline on Queen West West has always called my name, but I'd assumed it was overrun with hungover cool kids on weekend days, so I had avoided it. Well, I now live closer to this beaut and I wanted to brave it. This past Sunday at 11am I wandered in. Here is my story.*
Much to my surprise, it was a few middle aged couples, a lovely waitress in the front and an awesome old dude cooking diner classics in the back. Typical diner counter with soft booths near the windows and a surprisingly large banquet-style room with red table cloths at the rear.
I love a good twist.
I had the club sandwich and a strawberry milkshake, and I watched some lovely men slay some eggs and a hot chicken sandwich. We all really enjoyed our meals. At the end we were pretty surprised it was cash only, but learn from our mistakes, and pack some paper.
*Said in my most Law and Order-y voice.