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My evening at the Pan on the Danforth was brilliant and perfect from start to finish. It didn't even bother me that it was garbage night and the night aroma whilst walking back to our car was laden with the stench of rotting food.
I am enamoured with all things Greek, especially their food. It is a must for me to find a Greek restaurant in every city I visit.
Heavens to Murgatroyd, there's an entire Greek district in Toronto? Ohmylanta.
My friend who works for the Four Seasons called a colleague to find out what the best resto is in the Danforth 500s area. She whittled it down to two (I forget the other) and we chose the Pan for its cozy, quiet atmosphere.
I picked a glass of the house boutari, while my friend opted for pineapple juice. She is celiac and must have everything gluten-free. Our server was happy to accommodate her in every way, shape and form.
Our massive Greek salads were presented with such flourish -- big circles of fresh red, yellow and green peppers, huge chunks of tomato and cucumber, and one large triangle slice of feta.
Totally delightful.
We each passed over the Summerlicious menu, going straight the souvlaki plates. I chose the lamb, as I always do at Greek restos. It was seared to medium-rare perfection ... almost melting in my mouth with its youthful, sheepish wiles.
The plate was heaped with lemon-roasted potatoes, rice and seasonal, roasted veggies.
We were full but our server suggested we cap our nights with a tea, offering to make mine iced. My pot of brewed tea came with the honey already in it and all I had to do was pour it into my glass. Oh and she brought us a pair of honey balls, on the house.
The food was sublime and the service was top class. I wholeheartedly recommend the Pan on the Danforth.
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