The Breakfast Club

I used to belong to a breakfast club. No, not anything like that breakfast club. We were twentysomething professionals meeting up on a weekly basis to discuss current events, political, professional, personal. Most of the time, we met at Dunn’s on Queen street, now closed, and enjoyed their breakfast special : two eggs your way, with home fries, toast, and your choice of bacon, ham, salami, sausage or tomato – all that for $1.99. Quite the deal, and it lasted at least until 2008 before the prices started going up – which had nothing to do with the closure, I’m sure. As we all got busy with our lives, kids and all, we stopped getting together . It just wasn’t possible any longer. But a few weeks ago, on the news that Dunn’s is coming back to Sparks Street (as reported here by The Waffle), I suggested that this was…

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Celebrating Saint Patrick’s at Kettleman’s

Celebrating Saint Patrick’s at Kettleman’s

After winning the Soccer 7s Men Rec division 1 championship with Sporting Yamela 7-5 against the Red Star, we went to Irene’s for a celebratory pint. Irene’s has been the watering hole for my former teamates for years. I say former teammates because Yamela had called me as an emergency replacement from my current Chelsea Panthers team to replace their injured goalie. At the end of the night, as had been my habit in my Yamela’s days, I stopped at Kettleman’s Bagel Co. across the street to bring home a few bagels for the next morning. Two guys were busy working the dough, getting ready for the morning’s business. A few patrons were eating bagels and chatting away, a late night snack after an evening of drinking, it sounded like. I ordered my dozen Montreal-style, sesame seeds bagels, and then noticed something unusual in the refrigerated counter. Amongst Kettleman’s regular…

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