Gay Couillard’s venerable Vienna Home Bakery on Queen west of Bathurst called it quits after a successful 22-year run, her funky 40s luncheonette gutted for an anodyne coffee shop.
Around the corner on the first floor of the Oak Leaf steam baths, off-the-wall hole in the wall Mimi’s hung up its spurs after more than two decades of slinging cowboy hash for the local alt-music crowd.
A couple of blocks west, the Gypsy Co-op spluttered to a close.
The ramshackle room is due to relaunch as a wine bar. Proving that punk might possibly be dead at last, hardcore Market watering-hole Planet Kensington kicked the bucket after 14 years of booze-fuelled anarchy, to be replaced by a poxy Freshwood Grill.
Up on Harbord, quirky Kensington Kitchen closed up shop after 26 years of flinging falafels to morph into Tati Bistro. And down on College, Marc Zegers’s Pony was transformed into cocktail lounge Ku.
East-side cheapskates have been in a tizzy ever since Narula’s in Little India went bust this summer. Note to wannabe restaurateurs: there’s little profit in selling $2 thalis. And across the street from the Wellesley subway station, master Indian chef Debu Saha pulled the plug on his Biryani House to do some travelling.
Mildred Pierce, which always felt like Medieval Knights Do Brunch to me, threw in the towel when the warehouse space it inhabitated was slated to become a west-side condo complex.
Pierce supporters will be happy to learn that the popular romantic rendezvous is set to reopen this spring in undisclosed premises nearby. Isn’t that car wash near the Drake still available?