Toni Patisserie & Cafe is indeed a welcome addition to the Loop. I like the space, which, in contrast to many Loop options, is surprisingly uncrowded. My guess is that most of their business is takeout, but the white marble tables and counter seating are not jammed together, which is nice for a change. I enjoyed looking at the cakes displayed in the window. It all felt rather Parisian for this stretch of Chicago's downtown.
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photo.JPG Counterstaff were extraordinarily pleasant and enthusiastic in the genuine way of people who enjoy their work. The menu had house-made pate and Nicoise salad, standards I never tire of eating. There was no
pan bagnat, but I had more choices than I could cope with as it was. I particularly enjoyed the fresh herb salad with mesclun and sprightly bits of dill, tarragon, and parsley, judiciously trimmed of stems and incorporated, (and not a single bit of grit or weary lettuce-all too common these days-found!). The vinaigrette had an ever-so-slightly-sweet and hot-spicy-horseradish (?) mustard quality, which meshed well with the herbs in the salad. I was really glad that I had ordered it, even though I realized when my sandwich came that a small side of salad is included with a sandwich.
photo.JPG The Croque Monsieur satisfied, with its light topping of good bechamel, and a heavy-by-French-standards dose of gruyere. I had no taste for dessert, but the apple tarts looked very good and very French. (Note to Mike G: The raisin croissant might be worth investigating.)
photo.JPGThere was also a handsome, if not staggeringly opulent, selection of cakes. It appears that they can be ordered by the slice.
photo.JPGOne final note: Though I did not get a picture of it, they offer a European breakfast plate in the style of Julius Meinl that features sliced cheese, ham, and a boiled egg with bread and butter. I am eager to have an occasion to eat breakfast in the Loop so that I can try it.
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Josephine on October 31st, 2011, 9:43 am, edited 1 time in total.
Man : I can't understand how a poet like you can eat that stuff.
T. S. Eliot: Ah, but you're not a poet.