"...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..."

The Benedict Chronicles returns for the first time in 2007 with a review of the Bloor Street Diner. I was craving benedict last week for the first time since the incident so when the sibs and I found ourselves at the Manulife Centre with a powerful need to eat, Adam suggested the Bloor Diner, saying that it was on the pricey side but very tasty. And to my delight, there was an all-day benedict on the menu. Brilliant.

Pricey is right - the damn thing costs $12. And the coffee came with milk instead of cream - most disgusting. And I specifically asked for home fries and got salad - what the fuck. Yet in spite of all these factors, this was a powerfully satisfying benedict. The eggs were a bit on the smallish side but the hollandaise favoured the butter, resulting in a creamy concoction that was light, fluffy, and goddamned tasty as hell. The peameal was right in my zone even if the eggs were slightly underdone. (I can't complain about th eggs, though, because the degree to which the medium-easy yolks exploded into collusion with the hollandaise was a large part of the meal's success.) Even the salad I didn't order turned out to be a really decent accompaniment to a luncthime eggs benedict, and I'm not much of a salad fan generally so that's really saying something.

On the whole I have little choice but to award the Bloor Diner's benny three and a half eggs out of four.

The Bloor Street Diner is located at 55 Bloor Street West, on the first level of the Manulife Centre. The Benedict Chronicles is an ongoing, non-regular series.