Somehow I went the whole year of living in Toronto with only going out for brunch once. That’s a big no-no for Torontonians. Our last Sunday in Toronto, we went out to the Drake Hotel on Queen St West for brunch with our friend Wilson.
Their patio was perfect. I love their style-super mid-century modern and lots of super cool art pieces. I’d only been there for a friend’s birthday in winter, where we were mostly clubbing in the basement.
I had their smoked salmon bagel with cream cheese, greens, and capers. Nic had their Drake breakfast (eggs, sausage, potatoes etc.) and Wilson had the special, which was bread pudding with plums.