I feel like coming here is deja Voo. Doo you know what that feels like, child?
My travel buddy to Toronto is obsessed with coffee. After a bad-ish Hortons experience, we gave Voodoo a try instead. It went fairly well. We didn't get to drink out of the skull cup (they're picky about who they serve it to), but the girl was really nice and helped us pick out some nice cups of imported coffee. I didn't think it was too amazing (a little Starbucksy for my taste, as most of these fancy coffee shops are), but the service is definitely great - from a young girl who didn't know much about coffee but knew a sh** ton about how to treat customers right. Prices not so much, but they have to stay open. Decor is absolutely wonderful, although very hipstery.