One of the things I have learned this week was that when you suddenly change your dinner plans in the middle of the dinner hour, the chances of getting a table at another restaurant was slim to none. Abe and I found ourselves in this predicament just a few days ago and it was a good thing he suggested that there were restaurant within walking distance from his apartment. Famished and cold, after scrutinizing three restaurants from the sidewalk, we opted for pub food of the Duke of York. I reasoned it should be fast and straightforward. I was too hungry to look for any other detail. LOL. Good thing Abe was in agreement with me.
We walked in The Duke of York by Bloor and Bedford. What I love about pubs were that getting a table was never an issue. Heck, I would have sat down the bar to stop my tummy from growling. But finally our luck has turned as we were led at a good table and we got really good service too. I took the server’s advice to go for the Fish and Chips as it is what they were known for. Abe went for the Duke Burger with extra toppings of caramelized onions and guacamole. I must apologize for the lack of images but you just have to take my word for it that the fish and chips was so good. Served piping hot with equally good freshly-cooked fries, I could not wait too long anymore and I just had to dive in. Abe and I literally had a meal where talk was on the minimum (that almost never happens) and we just went with the business of chewing. LOL. As I look back at how Abe and I look like, it was very amusing that both of us were virtually quiet. Now I know where to hop and skip towards to before I get to Abe’s place. I would surely come back to have that fish and chips once again.
P.S. If you are wondering where does the snow-layered patio fit into the post, it was the view from where Abe and I were sitting. Toronto finally looked liked Toronto. Yay for snow. I must admit, I miss it. :)