The brunch scene in Toronto blew up in the past couple of years. A friend and I actually woke up earlier to drive to brunch just to avoid the long lines. Inevitably, when we finished our meal, the lines grew up to two doors down the entrance of the restaurant! At the Coach House there are no lines, no waiting, and no need to wake up earlier to eat brunch.
Truthfully, this restaurant is a new discovery. I’d walked past their front door multiple times before, yet I never considered going in. My boyfriend was raving about a new breakfast place that he and his best friend found, closer than the usual place they go to. Naturally, this piqued my interest.
The Coach House restaurant is near the Yonge-Wellesley intersection, walking distance from Wellesley subway station. Walking through the front door is like riding a time machine back to 1957. This restaurant is a pristine relic! The pink wallpaper, polished wooden bar and booths are the same. Everything, down to the fake plants hanging on the walls, are from the 1950s.
For 60+ years (and counting) the Coach House has been a part of Toronto’s cityscape, alongside generations of their own families. The restaurant’s been owned and operated by the same family since. Photos of grandkids over the years and a precious black & white photo taken back in the 50’s capped my first visit at the restaurant. In retrospect, I wasn’t dining at a restaurant; I was dining at their home.