Those of you who follow my reviews (lie to me, baby, I promise I'll believe) know that I like cover bands. No. I LOVE cover bands. I love that their repetoire always seems to be current as of 2002. I love that they are always a bit cheesy, yet totally enthusiastic. I love that the more you rock out, the more they rock out.

This Sunday night a particular girls night of "a few drinks to catch up" went terribly wrong. Someone (me) brought up a desire to dance and it was over. We made our way over to the Orbit Room where cover band Stiffler's Mom was playing (the Orbit Room always features tons of great musicians, not just cover bands). We were drinking, we were dancing, we were a mess. There was falling, stumbling, hair tosses, squeals of delight, new friends and some of my best girls.

Unfortunately the drinks slowly began to overpower our abilities to stand upright, and so we had to cut our evening off a bit early. But as I sat in class the next morning in the same clothes I had been wearing the night before I thought, "it was worth it. It was definitely worth it."

The battle over best cheese shop in Kensington Market rages on. Cheese Magic or Global Cheese? Both have great selections of cheese you would never find in a big box supermarket. In both you will be served by someone who really knows cheese. At both you can sample cheeses you didnt know existed. You will leave both with far more cheese than you need.

But I have needs. Spicy havarti and strong brie, yes. But I also need (maybe not NEED) hot mans seductively (this part could be my imagination) suggesting the perfect emmantel for my occasion while giving me sexy eyes. Okay, I dont need that. But if my options are get delicious cheese at a great price and get delicious cheese at a great price while flirting with a gouda looking man, well I will take the latter every time. If all food stores staffed themselves with only hot mans and angelina jolie look alikes (Cheese Magic does not, to my knowledge, have one of these) then I would start cooking all the time.
PS- my boyfriend always chooses Global Cheese.

...because I am there most days of the week. I love the Red Room for many reasons.
a) I always get the sexy waiter
b) No one bothers you when you want to sit by your onsies, read a book, and have a beer
c) It's also a fantastic place to go with friends
d) It is also great for cozying up with a date
e) The food is cheap. Really cheap. Nothing over $7. Fantastic.

In conclusion, feel free to go to the Red Room, just dont take my favourite table (maybe its a booth, or a couch, or on the patio. I'm not telling!)

Julie's is a secluded spot with a great patio, it certainly doesnt feel like you are in Toronto (of course, it doesnt really feel like Cuba either). It is on Dovercourt, very close to Queen, but there isnt a group of drunk hipsters in sight.

The mango avacado salad is a must, as is the black bean soup. We carried on choosing a selection of tapas, unfortunately as vegetarians we were limited to a small selection of potato and plantain based dishes, all of which were delicious, but filling. We had fallen asleep before we finished the walk home.

The food was great, the staff sweet and attentive, but I would only go back for a light lunch (though it was honestly the soundest sleep I have had in months!)

The people at the Baldwin laundromat are quite nice, and they do a mean (in the good way) wash and fold ($1/pound) but they are extremely overpriced in the DIY department. A regular washing machine is $2.25, going up in size to $4 and $4.75. Dryers are $.25 for every 5 minutes. I thought laundromat prices were a standard thing, but apparently not. Just across Spadina in the market there is another laundromat with slightly more standard prices.

I like the logo these people have happening. I was excited about it, despite the fact that my father has never, to my knowledge, sported a 'stache. Unfortunately they served my sister and I two of the driest, crumbliest, blandest, ickiest veggie burgers I have seen in my time. This is a feat. I have been veg nearly 10 years and have witnessed the evolution of veg food and even the early veggie burgers weren't this bad.

Now the service was great. The girls were friendly, quick, and thoughtful which leaves me to believe that, were I a carnivore, this review would be quite different.

Now to the people resposible for outfitting these girls: those shirts make them look like sausages. Not your fault girls, Kate Moss would look like a sausage in that shirt. Let your ladies wear something flattering!

I loved everything about this place. Our waitress was cute, attentive, and helpful, she also had great style. She went out of her way to make me an iced coffee, a beverage not on their menu. The patio is a little slice of heaven on the Dundas West strip. Brunch was delicious. I had a tasty omelette with goat cheese, capers, and fresh veggies. Part way through sharing it with my boyfriend I made a comment about how more foods should have capers. Apparently he is alergic to capers. Ooops. We both got delicious rosmary roasted potatoes. He had some sort of egg/veggie sandwich, which was great.

All of me, really, all of me wants to be able to rave about this place. But as my brunch exited my body much more quickly and violently than it had entered, i lost my reslove. I cannot rave about this place. So I call on you, my fellow n49ers. Go to this place (as I surely cannot go back) and prove me wrong. Bring some pepto bismol.