what’s in a name
Did you read my thoughts on La Brasserie? If not, please do, so you can meet Leroy. He is why this post exists.
Kits. I remember loving this place. Funny how 15 years later, I still do. And there, just a few blocks from the beach is a cute café, Cafe Zen on Yew to be exact.
It was busy, but we beat the line. They have a long list of eggs bennies, but I haven’t even gotten to the best part. You can MIX and MATCH them. Variety is SO the spice of my life.
My sister and I shared one Benjamine (bacon) and one Flo (spinach and ham).
Both delicious and the hollandaise – creamy with the right amount of tang and the perfect consistency. I wouldn’t want my eggs smothered any other way. The homefries were surprisingly not greasy – always a bonus when you’re brunching.
We also shared the blueberry pancakes which I wasn’t a fan of. Too much flat, not enough fluff. And most definitely didn’t hold a candle to my favourite. I can’t help but compare as I’m going through serious Toronto withdrawal.
The vibe of Zen is laid back, and very weekend afternoon – chill, eat, talk, drink coffee and move at your own pace, in your own time.
Zen, by any other name would taste as good.