New Thing #347: King Edward Hotel Bar



I love hotel bars. There’s a certain anonymity to them that I really enjoy. There’s never any pretension to them since anyone who stays at the hotel could come down at any time in any state of dress. And you tend to meet interesting people if you’re looking for that kind of thing.

So tonight I finally made my way to the King Edward Hotel lobby bar. I know it’s strange that after all this time living in Toronto that I’ve never been there, but what are you going to do? I’m glad to say that it’s right up there with The Roof bar at the Hyatt, my favourite bar in the city by far.

Sure, it was mostly filled with old folk, but the bartenders really knew their stuff and mixed me up at fantastic martini. 

The decor was straight out of an English country manor even if the staff wasn’t. If I’m not mistaken I was served by a very fine Russian barkeep, which would account for the very fine martini I was served.

If you don’t mind the rather inflated prices that come with hotel lobby bars, I’d suggest checking this one out.




New Thing #223: Goodnight Bar



After a fantastic dinner at Le Select tonight I surprised my wife by taking her to Goodnight Bar.

Well, more like eventually finding the alleyway by which you access Goodnight The throwback to the speak easy that is Goodnight is not easily found.

Once we finally located the door and the reservation was confirmed, we went inside.

I’d heard that this was the place to go in Toronto that took cocktails seriously. That they relished the idea of the perfectly crafted drink using only the best and freshest ingredients. But I also feared the hipster quotient. Was I just going to end up surrounded by twenty-something douchebags?

Thankfully no DB’s were to be found, the bar staff were delightful and they knew their shit. Plus, I had the best whiskey sour of my life.

The reservations only policy might turn some people off, but it does its job. There’s no drunken idiots picking fights, no college kids screaming at each other and, well, you feel like a bit of a badass when you give your name and they let you in the door.

And yes, the drinks are pricey, but worth every penny.

Before tonight The Roof was my favourite bar in Toronto. That’s changed

PS. Photography is not allowed inside the bar so I’m afraid the above pic is the only one you’re going to get.

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