Chef At Your Hands

Never would have found this place if it weren’t for our fearless leader V.
Seriously, I couldn’t find the restaurant from all the signage of competing businesses — the world’s oldest Chalet Swisse, a limo company, a Rainbow Buffet, Thai Chefs, 4 for 1 pizza.
Once I saw the little sign for this place, I jumped in. I have to say the interior and clientele was a little vexing: some sort of buffet contraption to the side… not in use. Tables of seniors, a bike gang and a few single riders.
The World’s Friendliest Waitress — 2011 then greeted us and showed us to our table… which was a tad sticky. Menus are given and we’re on our journey to Late Breakfast. My wife went with pancakes with cinnamon and… bananas? The plate was stacked and she couldn’t finish. No need for syrup as these things were sweet enough. I had the eggs Benny with hash /​tater tots (?). They were good — they did look like something I’d make though.
With coffee and two chocolate milks, the bill was $ 25, which was a little steep for such a place, but service was stupendous.

It was the promise of $ 3.50 breakfasts that lured me into this curiously-​named joint across from the Sheridan Mall on Erin Mills Parkway. Sharing a plaza with Swiss Chalet, Chef At Your Hands is an all-​day-​breakfast spot that also features weekend brunch.
The décor is A-​OK. There is the occasional «ghetto dining chair» interspersed amongst brown leather parsons chairs and each table is topped with some artificial flora. It’s like a higher-​end greasy spoon, which I would suppose makes this place a «spoon». We were the first guests — the servers showed up at 7:59am to open it – and when they powered up the music we were treated to some hardcore anthems like Amazing Grace and Onward Christian Soldier. Next time someone asks me how I like my eggs, my answer will be easy: saved.
OK, not really. Breakfast was so-​so. Three dollars fifty gets you two eggs, home fries and four pieces of toast. For an additional $ 1.25 you can add bacon. The homefries were simply 8 – 10 unseasoned potato wedges and the bread was an unspectacular offering from a grocery store. The eggs were fine, but I felt heart palpitations after my few strips of bacon.
Nothing terribly impressive, but it’s hard to complain when brekkie clocks in at $ 12 including tax and tip. Being open at 8:00am doesn’t hurt either.
Obligatory Title Pun: On the other HAND… there are more fingers.
Menu Readability: Let’s just rename Century Gothic to Restaurant Sans. Amirite?
Need to mention: They accept debit and credit.
What this place teaches me about myself: Amazing Grace is amazing way to start the day. But then, so is Rage Against The Machine.