This little diner style cafe is cute enough, with several locations I keep walking by, I finally popped my head in one day between meetings on Ossington and sat at the counter. Ordering a cherry soda and a pressed sandwich, I realized with each bite that I would not be returning. The sandwich was fine, reminiscent of all the grilled paninis of the early 2000s I ate throughout my undergrad, but this was an uninspired sandwich at best. A mess of flavours between salt and grease, I quietly ate this thing, drank my cola, used way too many napkins, and will not be fooled by their turquoise trays and palatable fonts. All style here, folks, and not much substance.
This little diner style cafe is cute enough, with several locations I keep walking by, I finally popped my head in one day between meetings on Ossington and sat at the counter. Ordering a cherry soda and a pressed sandwich, I realized with each bite that I would not be returning. The sandwich was fine, reminiscent of all the grilled paninis of the early 2000s I ate throughout my undergrad, but this was an uninspired sandwich at best. A mess of flavours between salt and grease, I quietly ate this thing, drank my cola, used way too many napkins, and will not be fooled by their turquoise trays and palatable fonts. All style here, folks, and not much substance.
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