We’re onto day four of #PatioWeek, dear readers. You keeping up? For those just tuning in, we’re running down the best of the best pat’s in the city, from the swishest rooftops to the swankiest digs. What’s coming down the pipeline today? Why it’s Toronto’s best cottagey (sure, it’s a word) patios, natch. These five spots will have you thinkin’ ’bout the Muskokas and not the “muskodas” that rise up from our sewers during the putrid heatwave of the summer months…
The Combine Eatery
A new contender that will likely make many Best Of lists this season, The Combine Eatery’s wood-enclosed back patio is anything but city. Perched on one of the wooden benches with the pergola offering slightly obstructed rays of ‘shine, you’ll never feel overheated thanks to the ceiling fans swishing air around the pine-scented space. Sit back, relax, and breathe easy.
Ceili Cottage
This one’s pretty much a no-brainer entry. White picket fence and all, sitting on the Ceili Cottage’s east end patio evokes thoughts of small town Canada, not borderline DT TO. It’s a rest stop on the way to RelaxiNation. Just what any patio should be…
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Bellwoods Brewery
Craft breweries have been popping up ’round town with the same frequency as Starbucks as of late, but few have the same appeal as Bellwoods. Getting your (somewhat) civilized drank on while seated around their always-crowded patio and waxing poetic about the virtues of stouts over ales will imbue you with a feeling of city kid fraternizing with country mouse. After all, you city kids always know best, right?
Allen’s
The perennial patio favourite of restaurant writers such as myself, Allen’s garden-style patio is anything but garden-variety. The scent of smoke emanating from the barbecues immediately causes one to reminisce about dockside dinners and late night bonfires. As for the centre-stage wilting willow, it’s as beautiful today as it was decades ago.
Stout Irish Pub
You’re sitting on Stout’s hidden patio, trying to compose some level of comfort seated at a picnic table, whiling away the mid-afternoon hours as prickly grass (in this case astroturf) tickles the tips of your toes hanging over the edge of your flip-flops. You forget for just a moment that you’re minutes away from Jarvis Street, until the sirens of police cars rushing down Carlton jolts you back to the here and now. That, lovely readers, is the magic of patio season…
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