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| - Caffe Latte gets points for longevity on a stretch of Yonge Street marked by permanent change.
It's been here since I worked at Sporting Life at the turn of the century.
As caffeinated competitors have come and gone, and the neighbourhood has stepped up it's overall cute coffee joint game, Caffe Latte remains constant.
The best thing that can be said about the place is it's location. A few wrought-iron tables outside the storefront provide an ideal spot to people-watch on warm summer day.
It's a great hangout spot, suitable for marginal first dates (you know, the kind where you really don't know if there will be chemistry, or if they'll actually look like their profile picture, or if your Aunt Gladys who fixed you up is a reliable judge of aesthetics "She's such a NICE girl").
Coffee offerings are reasonable; capable cappuccinos, likeable lattes, etc. pastries are merely OK, and I wouldn't bother with anything more substantial, especially with Pastissima's takeout just up the block.
Truth be told, if Caffe Latte were to open today, it would likely be swallowed by the competition; outflanked in every category by a whopping number of ice creameries, frozen custard joints, patisseries, gourmet coffee shops and international chains (like the one who's wi-fi I'm using right now) on this stretch.
But the view's still great.
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