Dick's Confectionary Free Ice Cream Day: 1937
Out: Breakfast at the Velvet
by Elaine Weeks
Not long after
we moved into our house on Windermere last summer, neighbours told
us to check out the Velvet Restaurant on Wyandotte for breakfast.
Due to our hectic mornings during the week and a love of our traditional
family weekend brunches, we kept putting it off.
Deciding to include
a regular restaurant review in The Walkerville Times provided the
opportunity to finally pay the Velvet a visit. When we arrived,
we were greeted with a friendly greeting and smile from owner Frank,
stationed behind the counter. We had our two kids in tow and chose
a large window table, providing ample room and a good vantage to
check out the action in the restaurant- and there was plenty of
it. While not full when we arrived just after ten, new customers
poured in to fill the tables vacated by earlier guests. Judging
by the business, the Velvet is a popular place to eat.
menu was extensive and featured a variety of egg dishes: steak and
eggs, Greek omelettes (stuffed with feta and tomatoes), gyros and
eggs (gyros strips on the side), eggs benedict, western omelets,
and so forth. The kids chose pancakes (which they could probably
eat every day of the week) and sausage, while I opted for the Greek
omelet (after learning that the cheese omelet contained processed
cheese slices, instead of the real thing) and Chris had scrambled
eggs with gyros slices.
for our meals, the kids got a kick out of a poster on the far wall,
depicting a man sitting behind a stack of pancakes so tall, all
you can see were his two hands with a fork and knife at the ready.
The wall was dotted with many other framed posters, but our attention
narrowed on one nearest the door- a black and white shot of the
Velvet in 1937, when it was a dairy bar (see below).
To see it now,
one would never know the Velvet had such a long history. The modernized
exterior, with grey brick siding and large square window, is devoid
of ornamentation. The updated interior is long and narrow, and is
quite attractive with red tables, red and black chairs, blue, yellow
and off-white walls sporting a thin red line of wainscoting, and
a white and grey terra cotta floor. The red lunch counter, boasting
seven red and black stools, is probably in the same spot as the
Dick's Confectionary's soda fountain counter, but little else from
the past remains.
In about ten minutes,
our meals arrived. The egg dishes came with home fries and two slices
of buttered whole-wheat toast, with jam on the side. My omelet was
quite delicate but a bit salty; Chris pronounced his eggs and gyros
The pancakes were
about the size of car tires and we were glad we had chosen the child's
portion for Rosalie while Jonathan, our nine year old, (who already
eats like a teenager), polished off his regular sized portion of
two huge pancakes and three sausages in record time.
Our bill, including
tax for four breakfasts plus two hot chocolates, two juices and
two coffees, came to $28. Not a bargain, but a nice treat.
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