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Graffiti's Bar & Grill

Photo: Christian Bobak

Posted by Caroline Leung / March 14, 2012

Graffiti's Bar & Grill has an interior that is dark, maroon-lit and pulsating with activity, making me feel like I'm within the heart of something enormous. An apt decorating scheme, considering how long Graffiti's has been around in Kensington Market. Despite the numerous changes to the neighbourhood over the years (and the influx of recent bars), Graffiti's has remained the same old-timey, cozy favourite of many - from newcomers to the city to the weary seen-it-alls.

A large Kensington Ave. street sign perches in the corner, as though to remind everyone where they are, where it is they came from, and how little it's changed since without being overtly in one's face. Sean, resident bartender of four years and counting, shrugs when I ask him how the evolution of the neighbourhood has affected them. "We've been around for fifteen years. We're doing something right," he jokes.

The lack of defiance is charming, even admirable. To strive for authenticity is to have lost before you've even began, and those running Graffiti's certainly get that. "We like to think we complement the new places out there. The neighbourhood needs variety," he continues. And the closing down of other older neighbourhood staples, such as European Quality Meats? "It's a shame," he says, then shrugs. "Maybe we'll start a springtime lunch menu?"

Perhaps part of what's sustained Graffiti's original appeal is its patrons' involvement in the place. Much of its entertainment is provided by those who drink there regularly, mostly through music. Sean began serving there after playing a show. Mondays, he tells me, are reserved for Kevin Quain, a regular who began doing cabaret shows; it's been twelve years and counting. There are Saturday matinees for local bands who have also long frequented Graffiti's and wanted to contribute somehow.

Though the space is small, the kind of intimacy one gets at a show played there is unlike anywhere else. On a recent evening a flawless Joplin impression reverberates across the space. Even the barstools at the very back of the room are vibrating.

Graffiti's back to basics attitude is universally appealing. For those older, it's a throwback to their youth; for the young, it's refreshingly unpretentious. It does evoke a different, older Toronto, but lightheartedly, effortlessly so. Nostalgic without being dated, Graffiti's isn't a relic; it's a classic.

Additional Details

Beers on Tap:
Amsterdam Blonde, Mill St. Organic
Signature Drink:
“Steam in a Bull” (Bulleit Bourbon chased with a Steamwhistle)
Bar Snacks:
None, but they do Black Metal Brunches on Sundays
Patio:
Yes
Music/Genre:
Rock, ranging from country to folk to blues
Live Music:
Yes
Who Goes There:
Strangers of all sorts, but ones you’d feel comfortable striking up a conversation with
Hours:
Weekdays and Saturdays 4:30pm - 12:30am. Sundays 11:00am - 12:00am

Discussion

8 Comments

mayor dodge / March 14, 2012 at 9:29 AM
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This place rocks and is cool all at once - I can't wait for Friday night!

Frank / March 14, 2012 at 9:42 AM
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I barf quite often here.. Jolly good time!

valerieinto / March 14, 2012 at 12:40 PM
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Love the Black Metal Brunch.

ddt / March 14, 2012 at 2:15 PM
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Awesome place to catch an afternoon show.....always a great time!

Shane / March 14, 2012 at 11:27 PM
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This place is everything that is right with this world, let alone Toronto. I was just there and I miss it.

Olivia Machir / March 15, 2012 at 4:33 AM
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First place me and my husband go when we are over from Scotland. Sunday Black Metal Brunch with Mike and Linda....THE BEST!!!!

PALGOLAK / March 18, 2012 at 2:16 PM
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Why is it call "... and Grill" if they don't sell food?

Gilly / May 25, 2013 at 9:42 PM
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my drink had a spider in it. my friend brought my drink back to the bartender, and he grabbed the drink from her angrily saying, "...as if I would put a spider in your drink! i can take it off your bill, but I'm not making you another one." he leaned back against the wall, crossed his arms, and ignored my friend who stood there dumbfounded. needless to say, I didn't get another drink, and that is last time i am ever stepping foot in that place.

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