Caffé Demetre? I rather skip dessert.
188 Eglinton Ave E
Toronto, ON M4P 2X7
Last Friday, for Phil and Tanner’s birthdays, we went out for Indian and dessert. Our original choice for dessert was The Cupcake Shoppe, which is just around the corner along Yonge St. However, because it was already late in the day, we figured the cupcakes wouldn’t be very fresh. But now, I’m thinking we would’ve been better off having not so fresh cupcakes over dessert at Caffe Demetre.
I meant to keep the receipt for the prices and names, but I lost it. Sorry!
As we walked in, we were politely greeted by a server and immediately brought to a table with massive, freaky, and nauseating menus. Okay, so this may not be such a big deal, but when you’re a group of people that likes to take time looking at the menu because you’re all indecisive, it would be helpful not to have tons of colours and circus acts all over the menu.
Maybe after being asked by the waitress five times whether we were ready, we finally put our order in. Great and friendly service!
Only Phil and I ordered dessert. I ordered the Baileys Cheesecake with no ice cream (top), and he ordered Chocolate Cake and Shit (bottom). I only say that because I don’t remember what the actual name of his order is, and when we asked him right after he ordered what it wa, that’s what he called it. I’m sorry for the profanity.
I honestly liked mine only at first bite. However, as I kept digging into it, I started to realize that it really wasn’t rich enough for my liking, and it didn’t really taste like Baileys. The actual cheesecake is just about the size of how much mocha icing there was on top… No, scratch that! I think there was more icing than actual cheesecake.
I didn’t try too much of Philip’s order. There was something that he did say, however, that may give you the whole picture. He said, “You have to have ice cream with the cake to actually enjoy it.” He left three chunks of cake without a bit of ice cream.
We also order drinks to wash down our Indian food. I got the White Chocolate Steamer (right), Tanner had the Melting Pot (left), and Rene had the Nasdaiquiri (centre).
I love white chocolate steamers, because barely anyone can go wrong in making them. White chocolate is my favourite. However, they did do something wrong, and it just didn’t taste like white chocolate to me at all. Tanner ordered the Melting Pot, which is basically the same thing as mine but with dark chocolate (which is her favourite - talk about ying and yang, huh?) and she had whipped cream and chocolate on the top. Rene said that his was basically a strawberry milkshake float. I didn’t hear much complaints from him, except when his ice cream got stuck in the straw and he couldn’t drink anymore.
There are two other locations and we went to the least-liked location in the city - and I’m almost sure we didn’t enjoy Demetre’s, because we didn’t order what they’re known for - crepes and waffles. So, maybe I’m being too harsh. However, I love my cheesecake, Baileys, and white chocolate, and none of my cravings were satisfied. Philip loves his chocolate cake, and he didn’t seem very satisfied either. Rene seemed neutral with his order, while Tanner seemed to be the most satisfied with hers.
It would take a lot for me to come back to this location, but I know next time (if there is one) I will try the crepe or waffle instead of anything else.