Fresh used to be called Juice For Life (I think I may have told this story in another Fresh review) and it was up on Bloor.
It smelled like hippy's and the staff were total Bruce Cockburn lesbo-librarian types, and I ate meat.
Now it's called Fresh and there are three locations, and each has their own little identity. Fresh on Crawford is the one that you go too when you're not in a big hurry, you wanna eat outside, you wanna take your time.
The brunch menu is actually pretty fantastic for vegetarians. I remember when I cut eggs and dairy from my diet, I thought I would never eat brunch again, at least nothing good. But they have plenty of dishes with tons of flavor.
The only downside is that they recently fired all the gay female servers. I mean not overtly because they were gay, but it's a bit weird that suddenly only the lesbians were gone.
Ironically, that fact now keeps me out.