It’s a rainy Sunday in Toronto and I’m sitting in Le Pain Quotidien in Yorkville. This spot is a combination of two things I love: this particular restaurant which we had discovered some years ago in NY, when it still wasn’t an international chain it is today, and Yorkville.
Yorkville was our comfort area when we came first to Toronto. We lived close by, and frequently walked to here for an espresso and some desserts in JoJo’s, a small bakery on the corner which smelled motherly of hot cookies. Yorkville looked slightly European, and less controlled.
In the place of JoJo’s there is a cafe today (Nervosa), and – although they are serving the best pizza in the world (pecoraia), it doesn’t feel the same. The whole Yorkville is different. Today it is a lair of the rich, and houses have been replaced with condos, ugly at that.
Neither is Pain the same. Today it is heading fast towards becoming the Starbucks of bread and waffles.
Oh well. I guess this particular spot is reminding me of two things I used to love.
The promo tour is over, and I’m travelling back to England tonight. Catherine did what she could, I did what I had to, and I hope there will be fruits out of it all. Peaches, please.
It was great to see Anne Collins and Jen Shepherd again and be reminded how fantastic the team I’m working with is. With Anne, Jen and Catherine every win is a collective win and every loss only mine.
Kisses, my dears.
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