With a name like ‘The New Yorker’ you would expect a loud, obnoxious scene, with wait staff screaming and portions the size of the statue of liberty. Unfortunately, the New Yorker loses huge points for its lame environment and generally speaking, small portions. I will say, that the staff are friendly and if you are with a big group seeking a hang-over cure, it’s not such a bad call.
In my opinion, enjoying the New Yorker comes down to its standard breakfast with free refills of coffee. If that’s what you and the crew are looking for, then you’ve found the right joint. The high-stacked sandwiches are unfortunately a weak effort at imitating the ‘real deal’ but if you are a sandwich lover, they are tasty and you should try the traditional hot corned beef with a pickle and a plate of fries (refer to Centre Street Deli post for 'the real deal').
Perhaps most importantly, the true highlight of brunch at The New Yorker, is no question, the unbelievably unhealthy but unbelievably mouth watering, deep fried (yes, deep friend) French Toast (share 1 order with a friend as an addition to your personal orders). Moreover, you can’t beat its central location and easy stumble to Varsity movie theatre just a hop-skip-jump across Bay. What better way than to spend a slow Sunday than with some friends, a decent brunch, followed by some popcorn and a movie.
Address: 1140 Bay Street Toronto, ON M5S 2B4
Hours of Operation: Monday to Sunday, 8:00am to 8:00pm
Website: N/A
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