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| - I try not to eat at places with eggy puns in their name. I don't know why, but I find these kind of puns most distasteful. After all, G is no substitute for an X. Egg-celence? Egg-citement? Really?
Having said all that I like Eggspectations. Despite being in as touristy a spot you could imagine -- embedded right in the side of the Eaton Centre -- it's a swell location. Something you may not realise until walk in is that this place is egg-poppingly huge. I'd estimate that their upper level seats about a million.
Their menu is similarly ginormous. It's about nine pages long and features crêpes, burgers, sandos, bennies, omelettes and a portion devoted to their "Signature Dishes." If you're allergic to egg puns, you might want to avoid this page.
When I was there I got a pretty standard breakfast. Eggs over easy, bacon, homefries. It was respectable, and my morning cocktail was solid too. Not a bad spot for breakfast any time of day.
Obligatory Title Pun: I'm going to OVOID over-punning this one.
Menu Readability: Written in a script typeface that makes me want to murder someone.
Need to mention: Toast is extra. What's up with that?
What this place teaches me about myself: You think you can out-pun me Eggspectations? YOLKS on you, eggheads!
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