This is as good a donair as you will get in Toronto. For those of us homesick Nova Scotians who are stuck here, it's a great way to eat something terrible for you and miss home just a little less.
The donairs are what you will expect if you've ever eaten on KOD corner in Halifax. I ordered a small (because Kent P. and I were on a donair tour of Toronto that day, so I had to save space) and it was small indeed. However, I think if you approach is as anyone should - that is, with the attitude that you'll order the largest that they have and then go home and pass out watching Passenger 57, you'll be just fine.
The place is run by a wonderful dude from the Valley who knows what's going on, which also makes the whole experience much more enjoyable.
Let's face facts - it's in the totally wrong part of town. Plop it somewhere West of Spadina and I have to believe that it would double it's business. But I guess there's some authenticity to being so far east that it's crazy inconvenient to reach.
All in all an awesome treat for those of us feeling homesick.