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Ah, the Mile End, where you stumble into a sleepy corner café looking for a cup of joe and get swept into a bohemian rhapsody. This neighborhood spot sings to the tune of art deco and stained glass, mismatched tables and chairs, healthy home-cooking and, of course, artistic angst. Poets and artists wield pencils and steaming bowls of café-au-lait. Dishes are named after once-starving artists....
by blackbookmag
on 27 juillet 2011 from blackbookmag