"...as plate after plate of fluffy poached eggs, cartilaginous peameal, and lakes of sunshiney goo continued to pile up over time, I realized that if I don't start catalogueing these excursions in some formal manner, a great field of human knowledge would be lost. Hence, the Benedict Chronicles..."

In our last episode, Captain Picard was being held captive by the Borg, Locke had blown open the Hatch but we hadn't gone down inside yet, and Bex and I had eaten some truly atrocious eggs benedict at a dive called McSorley's on Bayview. We had only ourselves to blame, being as how sheer lethargy had kept us from walking to the Fate Bistro (our first choice). At the end of our McSorley's meal, Bex and I looked at each other and then began weighing the pros and cons of going over to the Fate and having the benny anyway.

Reason, health, and common sense would seem to suggest that this was a horrible idea.

So off we went!

Now, Tederick.com does not advocate the wanton consumption of eggs benedict. This shit is not good for you. Do you have any idea how much butter goes into a hollandaise sauce? I do. I've made it. I'm damn good at making it actually (I will post my benedict recipe in a future BenChro for your perusal). So do you think it's a particularly good idea to eat a meal that consists of no less than four eggs (two poached, two hollandaised) and half a stick of butter, twice in one day? It is not. Kids, play safe. Use condoms, and don't try this shit at home.

Fate's eggs benedict runs you $7.50 and is already a significant improvement over the McSorley's garbage. There's not enough hollandaise, to be sure, but it's served on a well-toasted english muffin, with well-fried peameal bacon, and the poached eggs are to die for. Cooked a smidgen under a medium to allow for some runniness (but not too much runniness... think blood rather than water. Damn why have the last three posts made reference to the consumption of blood? What the funk?), and white and fluffy as can be.

Hollandaise very decent, and side salad was all right if I hadn't just eaten another full meal an hour prior. The real gold star here goes to the coffee - this is the best coffee I've ever been served alongside a benny. It was worth it for the coffee alone.

Fate is a nice place that can't quite escape its office spacey vibe, but it serves a solid benny and I wish I'd just gone there in the first place, rain or no rain. Three eggs out of four!

Fate Bistro is located at 214 Laird Drive in Toronto. The Benedict Chronicles is an ongoing, non-regular series.