If ever I forget the theme to The Godfather, I take the streetcar down to Novecento, in one of Toronto's Italian neighborhoods, St. Clair and Dufferin. The instant I walk into this little, European cafe, the music inevitably plays in my head as I walk toward the coffee bar being leered at by aged Italian men sipping their espressos and wondering why this 'mangia cake' (derogatory term for whitey) is infiltrating their Italian Utopia.
The gawkers don't bother me because I know I am about to sip on far and away the best Cafe Latte in the city. The place also offers a number of Italian desserts and Paninis (made from Capicolla, Bufallo mozzarella, asiago, etc.) that look as if they've been flown from Italy directly to your plate.