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The results are in!

Ranked by number of page views, the following is a list of the top 10 Toronto service reviews for the month ended October 27.

Some recurring trends in this month’s top 10: meat, leather, and coats…

1)  Lorne’s Coats - Vanessa Green

2)  Copacabana Brazilian Steakhouse - Vanessa Green

3) Northbound Leather - Frances Avalon

4)  Ronnie’s Local 069 - Frances Avalon

5)  Black’s Photography (on Bay) - Connie Tsang

6)  Chez Cora - Connie Tsang

7)  The Brant House - Frances Avalon

8)  Hoops Sports Bar and Grill (Yonge) - Connie Tsang

9)  Wanda’s Pie in the Sky - Connie Tsang

10) Aveda Institute - Connie Tsang

Thank you to everyone for making the last 60 days so much fun (including our team of superstar writers).

And, if you’d like to contribute alongside our team and throw your Toronto service review into the ring, just drop us a line!

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The Dance Cave
529 Bloor St. West
416.532.1598

I’m pretty sure The Dance Cave has been around since before dirt. It’s situated above famed live-music venue, Lee’s Palace, and it’s about the same footage and layout-a big square, but without a stage for bands.
It’s got that late-80s boho Queen St. vibe that the Bamboo had and the Horseshoe has in spades. The walls are even decorated in a Keith Herring rip-off paint job of black squiggles that go nowhere.

Pros: Fridays and Saturdays have had a line up four deep and a block long for over a decade. It’s only $5 and they play great music that doesn’t follow the trends like: Blur, The Beatles, Yeah Yeah Yeahs and other great full-songs.

Cons: The bartenders couldn’t find friendly with a map and a dictionary. They serve drinks in tiny plastic cups and everyone is perpetually in first year university.

But, it’s a Toronto landmark in night life and one of the best cheap, messy nights pound for pound in the city.

Little Italy is absolutely bursting with bars and clubs and somewhere in the middle, you’ll find Midtown (522 College). This is a crowd favourite for the university crowd and late twenty somethings and the place is always bumping. You’ll have a rough time getting to the bar and dance floor area of Midtown as this place is constantly ram-packed with drunken revelers.

Once you do get through the crowd of people, you will most definitely be waiting again at the bar. There aren’t nearly as many bartenders required to serve the mass of people, but what else is new in Toronto? Midtown is not a place where you’ll get a quiet table near the window a wine list full of vintage Chiantis.

But what you will get is great atmosphere, a spacious dance floor and some sweet, sweet DJs pumping out some great jams.  I would note that the bathrooms here are tiny and few in number. They’re also located in the basement and usually come with a huge lineup. So keep that in mind while you’re downing Jagerbombs. The Midtown is certainly a good party, but it’s crazy, overcrowded, loud, hot and sweaty. If you’re willing to wait 10 minutes for a drink (and the can) Midtown surely won’t disappoint.

294 College Street
2nd Floor
416.832.3933

In the 90s there was an illegal after hours above the paint store on the corner of College and Spadina. I only mention it because every time I go to Studio Gallery (also on the second floor on College, but a few door down) I think of that space.

It’s an alternative gallery that caters to the hipster Cive-Guide-to-cool set. The layout is basic: up a flight of stairs and down a long hallways there are two square 500 sq. ft or so rooms that are used as gallery spaces. On occasion they use the back fire escape as the entrance for smaller, one-room shows and the front one for bigger, two-room ones.

As a gallery, I’m not sure if it works well; as in there isn’t much foot traffic and I’m not even sure they generate that art buzz, but the opening parties are always good. In the past, they’ve done shows with: SoMe (Ed Banger), Nick Zinner (Yeah Yeah Yeahs) and Michel Gondry among many more. I’ve been to most of them and I can’t really complain about any. Most people come for the free beer and the cool factor which sorta blows, cause a lot of the time the art is really good and it gets almost overlooked. At least more than usual galleries.

Service wise, what can I say Avery and Vanessa who run it are mad cool. Cool to the death in fact. Hospitable and innovative and in with all the in crowd.

The skins on Flo’s Diner are these: it was

a gorgeous 50s diner in the heart of Yorkville on a corner lot. It WAS where that stupid condo that’s also the Roots is now and the corner was on a parking lot which is now that park fail.

Flo’s had to move to the second floor of what I can only describe as a micro-mall on Yorkville Ave. I used to go with my mom every weekend for brunch and old-style 50s fare like root beer floats and red vinyl covered swivel chairs. It was the real deal alright. But alas, those days are long gone.

I boycotted the new down-sized location for at least a year before I straight got over myself. Yorkville might be a sell-out tramp of a neighborhood, but Flo’s hasn’t changed a bit. They kept as much of the original place as they could cram into the significantly smaller local, and the patio, although not rooftop, is still large and gets just as much of the day’s sun as the old one. And, here’s the best part: almost all the original waiters are still there. It’s also still pretty much rammed to the tits every Saturday and Sunday for brunch, sometimes taking up to 40 minutes to get a table (I blame the kids, it’s always their fault).

The menu is identical to what it was when I was a kid. They serve all the regular comfort food fare: all day breakfast, multiple types of grilled cheese, some healthy choices like salads and egg white omelets but also burgers and club sandwiches and of course, root beer floats.

The service is damn fast and they remember you. They remember everyone. I take soy milk with my coffee and they remember that even if months go by between visits. Careful with the modifications though, they will charge you up the butt for every minor change until you’re eating a $15 omelet, but if you stick to the menu it’s pretty affordable, especially for Yorkville.

On a side note, the head waiter looks just like the Asian guy from 21 Jump Street and when I was a kid I was convinced it was him.

Good place to take a one-night stand the morning after when you’re trying to be nice about it, but also a great spot to just read the weekend Globe & Mail (they have all the papers for patrons to peruse) by yourself and drink dozens of tiny cups of coffee on your own.

I don’t know about you guys, but I’ve been lusting after the olden days hard lately.

And Watusi’s got that sensibility on lock.

From the shared meals, which further encourage throwbacks like conversation to the cute way all the wait staff dress like 60s stewardesses, Watsusi’s totally Mad Men fun.

With cocktail names like: Skinny Bitch, Slow Screw Comfortably and throwbacks like, Harvey Wallbangers, it’s fun down to the last detail.

It’s a restaurant and a cocktail bar. Kinda on the small side, but all the better to rub up against strangers over martini’s daddy-o.

So what’s the service like?

Timely, and served with a smile and a flip of the hair.

Definitely a neighborhood spot in waiting. You should check it out, it’s a great excuse to dress up with the girls.

Marben is a bit of a glitch as far as restaurants and bars inthe King St West neighborhood go.

You’d think it was stuck up cause it’s on Wellington and it’s really damn nice inside, not to mention the food is super high end.

But no dice, it’s actually mad cool.

Wellington is one of those secret streets that all the design and media geeks who are suits in Chuck Taylor’s and fixed gear’s know about, but manage to keep the King St. douchers out, so in a way, it’s the perfect location.

The layout is really nice. There’s a fully licensed but not too huge patio out front. Inside, there’s a long bar against one wall that’s great for hanging out and having a pint. The restaurant opens up with seating in the back and there’s a semi-private smaller restaurant-style room downstairs.

In terms of decor, it’s got that high end pub feel that works for the 25 and up set. The food is absolutely delicious and they regularly have menu deals for lunch and bday parties.

Servers are really nice and know a lot about the food and are great to recommend dishes. It’s also a really nice date spot for dinner that gets mad lively on the weekends.

Geeks everywhere search far and wide for a reliable, competent retailer of eyeglasses to keep their vision clear and their faces looking fresh.

Now, I’ve been wearing glasses since I was three (I was a wee nerd) and I know it’s hard to find a place that has:

a)    Good selection
b)    Good service
c)    Good guarantee on their products

Well, you can stop searching fellow four-eyes, because Crown Opticians (758 Yonge. St)  has all you need to get your specs on. 

When I went in my first time, a young, friendly sales woman greeted me. She asked what I was looking for, and when I told her thick, dark non-black frames, she picked out a selection. Then, and this was the coolest part, you try on your glasses in front of a 360 degree machine and it takes pictures from various angles. Then you can compare different frames and the different angles.

It was/is an ingenious (and practical) aspect to purchasing glasses and I appreciated it a lot.

The young woman who helped me was very helpful, giving her opinion on which frames look best (a rarity in retail I find) and I went up to the cash to pay, they even offered me a discount on the cost (I have a really rare prescription and when you add the scratch-proof coating, thin lenses, etc. it can really add up).

The one thing that really blew me away with Crown was the follow up service.

Two weeks ago I went in because my glasses were really scratched – more scratched than any pair of glasses I’ve ever owned. When I came in to get them fixed, the same young woman told me that the damage should be covered under my warranty, but that it had expired. Lucky for me, the next day they called me told me that the lenses had been repaired at no cost.

So if you’re looking a new sick pair of glasses and great service,  Crown Opticians is the place to go.

Show & Tell Gallery has to have the best location in the city (1162 Dundas St. West).

Ossington is the new awesome in Toronto no matter how much west enders bitch about it being over run with the dreaded Liberty Village crowd.

The strip between Dundas and Queen is filled with sexy little resto-bars mixed in with bakeries and Vietnamese spots still left over from its sketchy roots only a mere year and a half ago.

Show & Tell is lucky enough to be situated on the corner of Ossington and Dundas, street level. The show nights are always packed with an assortment of downtown kids, and the art is uber affordable. They usually showcase a lot of street art-y locals so that’s also pretty dope.

As far as layout goes, it’s a standard square street-level gallery. But there’s a distinctive lack of attitude which makes it really inviting for first time buyers, i.e not art snobs or richie rich’s, even people who wouldn’t consider galleries at all come in and feel good about it.

That’s tight.

bell orchestre at harbourfront centre, toronto

Without Harbourfront Centre, my summer in Toronto would have no (he)art. Sigh.

Considering the ongoing Toronto waterfront revitalization debate, people seem to be caught up in the politics of the harbourfront and forget that the non-profit organization at the property’s core offers up some pretty cool things for the city to enjoy… now.

I’m not saying this prime swatch of real estate couldn’t use some work, but the Centre’s programming has consistently given me some of my best summer memories in the city: Broken Social Scene! Ladytron! Bell Orchestre! Evening screenings of Run Lola Run and Labyrinth! Food of the world! For free!

Hot damn, Harbourfront, you’ve tapped into my penny-pinching heart.

Though some of the weekend food festivals seem to bring in the same ol’ same ol’ annoying crowds, and though I crave more free programming of this level year-round, I don’t expect it to carry the weight of Toronto’s entertainment on its shoulders. Just like all of us, it needs to chill out in the off-season, too.

Nevertheless, their support of both the international and groundbreaking local art scene — year round — is impressive, and that’s something I can totally get behind.

[pumping fist]

At first, I wasn’t into the Big Fat Burrito - I was integrally against it.

It had that chain-resto stink on it and in ‘the market’!

No way, no how. I would never go.

And then it grew on me.

It became a neighborhood joint like any other and I never saw another so I decided to give it a whirl.

The good news:  the veggie burrito got a lot better in the past couple of years. Like they’re not using the same re-fried (read: meat fried) beans and there’s a lot more veggie options.

The bad news: it still takes a million years to get your order.

At first, this wait part drove me nuts, but as the burritos have gotten better and fatter, I don’t mind. Most definitely the kind of place you crave late night after the bar, even though they’re not open then.

It’s a corner lot so it looks a lot larger than the other spots in the market, but inside it’s pretty quaint. Just your average sweaty burrito joint with high top tables and like a fry kitchen where you place your order. The windows to the street are more like window-sized holes, good for people watching.

This is a really good first date spot when you’re still feeling it out before you hit a show.

ps - go here for what Meghan, one of the employees at Big Fat Burrito, had to say at Steel Bananas about the Toronto garbage strike and how they dealt with it!  (cool)

I haven’t properly sat down for a sports match since my years on the Maple Leafs/Blue Jays bandwagon… so the mere idea of me sitting in a sports bar now seems a bit out of the ordinary. Thankfully, Hoops (458 Yonge Street) was surprisingly not offensive.

There’s no ignoring the fact that you’re in a sports bar here: if the name alone doesn’t get you, the mandatory dare-to-ignore-me television screens and the basketball-shaped menu will. This place is all about the he-shoots-and-he-scores, and you’re gonna like it.

This location on Yonge is chilled out and completely pretentious free (and at the time of my visit, completely beefhead-free, too). The food was delivered quickly by a no-nonsense server who remembered everyone’s orders in a blink of an eye, sans notepad. Impressive.

Anyway, sitting alongside the nicotine-stained regulars and after-work pub regulars, I felt pretty comfortable here. I even got into watching tennis and the golf without feeling like I’d wasted my time.

Okay, okay, so the pitcher of Keith’s and Thursday night half-price wings may have played a part, too. But really, this non-sports fan couldn’t ask for anything more. Thanks, Hoops.