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| - H'okay, so where does one begin after their first Yelping extravaganza?
Disclaimer: Had I arrived on the scene with a significant other or a friend perhaps, i'm sure the experience could have been slightly more suitable. However, solo lunches are sometimes necessary while on a dead line. Moving on.
Queen's Pasta Cafe, (or QP Cafe, if you're a fan of acronyms like myself), is a lovely little... well, it's a lovely lil' cafe. Situated in the heart of the Bloor West Village strip between Jane and Runnymede station, QP is not too shabby a place at'all.
Anywho, upon arrival, I strolled through the dining room to reach the patio. The space had a sensous elegance about it, and could accomodate up to 40 guests. I counted.
The patio itself was pretty cute, not gonna lie. It was a quiet lunch, so as soon as I was seated, my dear waiter arrived at my side.
To start, I ordered a Caprese salad ($9.95). The boccocini cheese was moist, and topped with a dash of pesto. It was so good I ate the whole thing, using fresh slices of baquette to soak up the remaining olive oil and home made balsamic dressing. Sweet, rich, absolutely delicious. I could have drank the dressing with a straw. Om. Nom. Nom.
As a main, I chose spaghetti in a fresh tomatoe sauce ($7.95). Yes, my starter was more expensive then my main. Weird? Yeah, I know. What chu' gon' do about it?
The noodles were fresh, and al dente. Near perfect. I wondered if they were made that way by a tiny Italian Nonna who had been flown over straight from Italy. The tomatoe sauce had a bit of spice to it, but was light and creamy all at the same time. Minus the cream, evidently. As I flavour the sauce, I picture good ol' Nonna stomping on fresh tomatoes in a wooden tub, a bit of seasoning here, a bit of simmering there. And, voila! Whatever the case, it tasted pretty authentic.
To wash this all down, waiter-boy helps me decide on a glass of Masi Volpolicella, from Italy ($9). It's light and compliments the flavours of my meal quite nicely.
Other Deets:
QP has a lunch and dinner menu. Plus factor: there wasn't an over-whelming array of options to choose from. They also had a great selection of wines, cocktails, martini's and beer.
If I were to return, I would return for dinner, rather then lunch. I would also bring a date, or a close-friend to keep me company.
Boo ya. Yelp virginity, taken.
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