This is the No Frills of Dufferin Mills Mall. I like it because it has an ample parking lot, and because it is enormous. It also has a butcher and fish market, which actually kind of sound like "frills" now that I think of it. (Hmm... what's up with THAT, Joe?) But anyway, it's pretty deece as far as the yellow monster is concerned. Put another way: don't buy your groceries at Walmart.
Low-lights: the layout is bullshit. I enjoy when grocery stores follow the more-or-less understood pattern of Where Stuff Should Go. Produce on the left. Bread slightly behind that. Then you hit fresh fish and meat. Maybe some organics. Then you do some cold Aisle Browsing before you hit dairy and frozen food. Often in No Frills there is a "Dollar Section" along the way too. But this No Frills plays by it's own demented set of rules. I find myself walking around and backtracking a lot.
Also, last time I was there they were playing Van Morrison. That's a star right there.
Obligatory Title Pun: Hello JOE.
Menu Readability: Helvetica.
Need to mention: That ramp to the lower parking garage is the DOPEST.
What this place teaches me about myself: It's never a marvellous night for a moondance. Fuck that noise.