Shortly after I reached Toronto, I looked up an old British friend of mine, Pigcat—now residing near High Park in West Toronto. She invited me to the Hothouse Café next to the St. Lawrence market in downtown Toronto for lunch and to reminisce over a classy “hot” meal; she knew my tastes in food!
Pigcat isn’t her real name. Her human companion, Vanessa, calls her “Cat Teddy”. But Vanessa doesn’t know about Pigcat’s old friendship with me, and the endearing nickname she’d come by in her community due to the obvious…(little cat grin). I’d met Pigcat during my travels, when she was still in the UK, living in Brighton, West Sussex, where our mutual passion for travel, fine dining and dark chocolate cemented a long-lasting friendship. I was overjoyed to see her again here in Toronto.
Elinor, the smartly-dressed and graceful Maitre-d and general manager, welcomed us with a warm smile and took us to
our seats in the enclosed patio beneath one of the colorful umbrellas with a view of the historic Saint Lawrence neighborhood. After a lively discussion about cats, loyal companions and Stonehenge, Elinor left us to make our choices.
As Pigcat peered intensely at her menu, I gazed past the diaphanous fan of black locust trees to the rust-colored four and a half-storey Gooderham Building (Flatiron building), a wedge-shaped work of art that stands at the apex of Front, Wellington and Church Streets like the bow of a great ship. Designed by architect David Roberts Jr., the building was erected in 1892 to house the headquarters of George Gooderham’s large industrial and commercial empire. This Victorian building reflects a gothic revival and Romanesque style and predates the iconic Flatiron Building in New York by a decade. It is arguably the most photographed building in Toronto. Prominent features include the copper roof, decorative dormers, tower with ogee arch windows, textured façade and zig-zag fire escape stairway, which reminded me of the Chelsea district of New York City. My eyes were drawn to the contrasting but pleasing backdrop of the modern Toronto skyscraper skyline with the trendy retro funk of Old Town, one of the best-preserved 19th century commercial blocks in the city. What an ideal place to dine, I thought, and was reminded of a café’ I used to frequent at Place Saint-Michel in Paris with a view past plane trees to the fountain of Saint-Michel slaying the devil.
Krystel, our waitress, took our order. I chose the Sicilian Gnocchi, elegant hand-made potato dumplings with cremini mushrooms and pancetta bacon, swimming in a gorgonzola cream sauce that married elegant flavors with the zest of garlic and basil. The gnocchi came with a colorful mixed vegetable dish, cooked to perfect texture. I selected a 2008 Fontamara Pinot Griggio (Abruzzo, Italy) from their eclectic wine list. The Fontamara, with its sweet aroma and notes of peach and apple on a fresh acidic backbone, was ideal for the warm sunny day. Pigcat ordered the Black Aberdeen Angus Rib Eye steak, grilled to her exact specification and topped with a slab of porcini butter. She wisely chose a Guinness with it. I had fun watching her meow little sighing breaths with each juicy bite she took. It was the best steak she’d had in years—possibly ever! declared Pigcat. The café staff pride themselves on the consistent excellence of its signature soups, salads, entrés, pastas, gourmet pizettes, sandwiches and burgers and vegetarian dishes. Oh, and exquisite deserts and coffees!
Five minutes later, the suave and charming owner of the cafe, Andrew Laffey—a young Cary Grant look-a-like —arrived with a beaming smile.
“I just had to meet Toulouse!” he said, extending his hand in greeting.
Between the main course and dessert, he and wife, Elinor, the general manager of the café, treated me to a tour of their cool—well, hot!— restaurant.
They had commissioned architect Dermet Sweeny to create the Hot House Café with a spacious art-nouveau European look, including multi-levels and high ceilings with drop lights and hardwood floors. The café was brightly elegant, from the stylized “clean”art of Russian artist Leon Belsky on the walls to the avant-garde interior design of Mary Winefield that included displays of vintage wines and spices, rich furniture and colours with clean lines. The place blended nicely into the “persona” of the trendy Old Town/art-nouveau look of the St Lawrence Market neighborhood.
During my tour, Elinor took me round to the back of the restaurant, which housed several elegant rooms used for lunch meetings , workshops and mini-conferences. We then sidled past the bar run by the indominable Kevin, who can serve up practically anything from a Taylor Fladgate 20 year old Tawny Port to a HotHouse Martini, which consists of pomegranate and green tea liqueurs, pomegranate blueberry juice and fresh lemonade. Now, that’s HOT!
Returned to the patio, I rejoined the patient Pigcat and we rounded out our culinary experience with a coffee and dessert. I ordered an espresso with the dessert we decided to share. It was a toss up between the tiramisu and the molten chocolate cake and guess which won out. Yup. Drizzled with fresh raspberries and a fudge sauce, Pigcat and I proceeded to dig into our delicious chocolate “volcano”. The inside scintillated with a molten chocolate lava that flowed over dark cake into a sea of fudge. OMG! … Meow… :-3
Now I know why it’s called the Hot House Café! The Hot House Café is open for lunch, dinner and late nights, serving up consistently wonderful food and an eclectic choice of wines and beers by friendly and efficient staff. Known particularly for their awesome Sunday brunches and pasta dishes and desserts, their clientele ranges from the Bay Street set to Leafs fans, area residents & theatre patrons. What’s there not to like! Go check it out and agree… meow… Oh, and say hi to Andrew, Elinor, Aaron and Krystel for me!
I’m Toulouse LeTrek, the COOL Travel Cat!
Contact Information: The Hot House Café is located on the corner of Church and Front Street in Market Square (35 Church Street) Toronto, Ontario; 416-366-7800; www.hothousecafe.com. The Hot House Café is open from 11 am
until 11 pm on weekdays and 1:00 am on weekends, including from brunch (9:30 am) to 11 pm on Sundays.
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Hello this is Cat Teddy, originally from Brighton, West Sussex, UK. I’ve asked Mummy to write this note of thanks.
What a delightful adventure, I am so happy that mummy took me to meet my old friend Mr. Toulouse Le Trek. We had no idea we are in the realm now of
such a celeb.
I had a marvelous time (so did mum), and the food at the Hot House Cafe and staff made for such lovely memories. I felt quite like a young princess again, reminiscent of my younger day (but not forgotten). Mummy has promised to ‘dig out some photo’s’ of myself my early childhood to share. I must say, fell asleep at tea-tea until the next morning. So much excitement!!!
I’m not yet retired, as I have ‘far too many adventures’ ahead of me. I look forward to following the adventures of Mr. Toulouse Le Trek.
Thank you for your smashing story.
Much love and hugs, until me meet again TWMA
It was great to see you again, Cat Teddy and to meet Vanessa (thank you for writing for Cat Teddy!). We did indeed have a lovely time, didn’t we? Of course the charming locale, friendly staff and exquisite food helped… LOL! Wasn’t that “smoldering” desert transporting?… Here’s to more adventures!
Ton ami,
Toulouse :-3
Hello Toulouse
Enjoyed reading about your latest adventure and happy to know that you met up with an old friend. They do have the gift of adding something to an already special day. Don’t you agree? I also note that your refined indulgence in the pleasures of the table is not wiltering in the summer heat. Take care.
Cat Teddy looks like she’s been well loved. Or should I say Pigcat. Humans can be strange about such things, huh?
Toulouse, you know how to charm the ladies!
Thanks, Hectorine! Yes, good friends are gems to be cherished. They do brighten an already beautiful day. Yes, the indulgences of summer are wonderful indeed… raspberries and molten chocolate with espresso… doesn’t get much better than that… except sharing same with a special friend… I hear your summer is going well with friends from all over too! Glad to hear! Hope to see you when I get back to Nova Scotia and we can trade stories about our travel adventures over a good Lillet or red wine — or both! Meow…
Ton ami,
Toulouse :-3
Thanks Lynda! Yes, Cat Teddy (Pigcat to her close animal friends) is very well loved. She used to be covered in beige fur, which has been “loved” away, along with glass eyes that she no longer needs because she can see perfectly well without them…
Ton ami,
Toulouse :-3
Thank you, Jean-Luc! So do you, I hear… ;-3
Ton ami,
Toulouse :-3
p.s. I’m French, after all… meow…
You found a real hot place in The Hothouse Cafe, Toulouse! I like Pigcat. She looks much-loved.
Your friend,
Nina
Wow! What an adventure! Friends, fun and FOOD! The Hot House Cafe sounds splendiforous! When I am next in Toronto, I will be sure to add it to a list of places to go!
Yes, Margaret, all the best things in life, I’d say… meow… You should go with Cathy when you’re next there. Actually, her parents would love it too! Tell them Toulouse sent you. I’d say you would then get special treatment, but they already do that! :-3
Ton ami,
Toulouse :-3
Yes, Nina… Pigcat (aka Cat Teddy) is indeed much loved, so much so that all her fur has been “rubbed” off and eyes too. More on her in another post, I think….
Ton ami,
Toulouse :-3
Hey Pigcat, ever thought of plastic surgery??
LOL, Cathy! I think that Pigcat is beautiful just the way she is–loved into her present state. But if she did consider plastic embellishments, I know someone who knows noses very well… meow…
Ton ami,
Toulouse :-3
p.s. Cathy, welcome back to Toronto from your own adventures out west with zip lines, Fireball Cinnamon Whiskey, and elephants… (and was that before or after the BC absinthe?) Your travels are sounding more and more like mine! HAR!