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TORONTO’S TOP TAKEOUT: Well, I’ll be a Venezuelan’s breakfast…

Now, since all the restaurants in Toronto have gone to takeout and delivery, one thing I haven’t seen a lot of is brunch or breakfast food. Another thing you don’t see every day? How bout real-deal Venezuelan, like they’re serving up at El Venezolano, this funky joint on the Danforth!!!

Now, this place is cooking up an all-day breakfast — but it’s not just any breakfast, it’s a Venezuelan breakfast, bro! Check out this righteous melody!!!

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OK, now let’s break it down. What we’ve got here is shredded beef, black beans, scrambled eggs with some onions and peppers — kinda like a Western omelette — a whole pile of shredded cheese, and then an arepa, this Latin American corn cake, sliced into four pieces. The beef is super-tender, goes nice with a little melty cheese, a bit of kick from the peppers in the eggs…and more black beans than I would normally eat in any meal, never mind breakfast! Still, this dish was super-tasty — and this is the perfect bite, right here:

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These real-deal Colombian arepas are like narcos en mi boca!

Man, I can’t wait for Season 3 of Narcos on Netflix, bro! But the badass show won’t be back until September, and I still needed my Colombian street food fix. It turns out there’s this funky little food stand on Dundas called Cookie Martinez that’s serving up some killer arepas, empanadas, ceviche and sodas all the way from Colombia. This shit’s TheBomb.ca, bro!!!

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Now, two of these slammin’ cornbread sammies will only set ya back 10 bucks, so you don’t hafta decide between beef and chicken when you can have both! I started out with el pollo loco, which is made to order with carrots and peppers in a chewy cornbread shell that’s steamed on site. The chicken’s nice and warm, with a great texture, and a bit of pico de gallo to cool things off. Winner, winner, chicken arepa dinner!!!!

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Unfortunately, my beef sammie was a little too fall-aparty. The wax paper was sticking to the shell, and when I pulled it off, I took half the cornbread with me. But that’s not to say I didn’t shove all of this delicious mess straight down my piehole–that’s why god invented napkins, bro!!!!