How do you spend a birthday when you're working evenings? By going to brunch of course! I'd heard so much about the Bloordale Pantry, enough to grumble about how the neighbourhood was completely lacking brunch places when I lived there a few years ago, but I figured now was as good a time as any to stop by.
Weekday brunch is a little different than weekends, but I was starving after a 30 minute walk and tucked into my Roadside Breakfast, finishing every last morsel. Three different kinds of meat were on my plate; bacon, back bacon and the tastiest slab of farmers sausage I've had at a brunch place. My eggs were fried all right and the rye bread was plentiful!
Service was attentive and my coffee mug wasn't empty once the entire time. I wish I had space for their brownies or cookies but unfortunately/fortunately I was quite full from my breakfast.
My only complaint is that ONE fried tomato slice does not count as "fried tomatoes" that was a bit shockingly skimpy, especially considering the size of the farmers sausage.