I hadn’t been out on my own on my bicycle for quite a while, so it was with much pleasure that I set off from home on two wheels yesterday afternoon, to wander the streets and weave my way through the west of the city in search of hidden gems.
It doesn’t always happen that I come across places of interest, but as I was speeding down Dovercourt at Argyle—trying to catch the lights before they turned red on me—I spotted a funky little café on my left and hit the brakes immediately to turn back and go take a look-see.
What I discovered was this beautiful little corner café with a definite European feel to it: small bistro tables outside; a big old gorgeous leaded window with black painted wood frames; a glass-brick-floored entrance way (with big plants reaching up to press their leaves onto the bottom of the glass from the basement below!), which then opened onto a cozy, intimate, sun-drenched, exposed-brick space inside.
The name of the venue was the Luna Café and it was a wonderfully charming little place.
I asked the waitress if I could take a look at the menu, which was fairly standard with its sandwiches, wraps, salads, roast potatoes and vegetables; as well as your usual weekend brunch fare of bacon & eggs, omelets, Eggs Benedict and its many variations.
It was around 5 p.m. when I stumbled (or rode?) upon the Luna Café and its staff was getting ready to close shop, but I’m really looking forward to venturing out to 181 Dovercourt Rd. again sometime soon, so I can sample the coffee (which still smelled great at that time!) and food there.
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