Spuntini Street Eats — Local services in Toronto

I’ve been walked by this place many times and been curious to check it out.. my curiosity is now more than satisfied and I won’t be returning. We popped in to grab a couple of coffees and a snack (3 rice balls).

The coffee, two cappuccinos, were almost undrinkable. They tasted more like flavoured warm milk. At 5$ each I would have expected at least somewhat of a nice coffee.

The three rice balls appeared to be taking a long time to wait while we were outside in 30+ degree weather. We would have waited inside but it was even hotter in there. The employee came out to tell us he had dropped the rice balls and would have to remake them. In total we spent almost 30 minutes waiting for what I assumed would be a fairly quick snack or meal with the name “street eats”. My fault for assuming street eats might be quicker I guess. Not only did we wait an extremely long time, nothing was done to compensate for the dropped food or long wait which I would expect to keep customers wanting to return.

2 stars for polite but extremely slow service. And for decent rice balls...

Five ⭐️s, A+, gold medal 🥇- Spuntini Street Eats is fantastic! The food is so fresh and delicious, and you can tell the huge amount of love and care that goes into each and every item on the menu. The owner is the hardest working guy, creating incredible food for you to take home and enjoy. We ordered the meatball sandwich, the eggplant parm sandwich, and two pizzettes (vegetarian and pepperoni). The sandwiches were gigantic and the bread was so good (who doesn’t love toasted garlic bread loaf?!). The fillings were seasoned and flavored extremely well too. We also loved the pizzettes - perfect personal size with great crust and toppings, not greasy at all. We can’t wait to try the other menu offerings soon. Highly recommend this superb place for excellent...

When in the chronicle of past lunchtimes I see descriptions of the fairest pizette, And savour making savoury old rhymes In praise of cheesy bread, and tasty spaghett, Then, in the blazon of great value’s best, Of sauce, of dough, of meat, of spice, of crust, I see their antique pen would have express’d Even such a pizza as Spuntini’s will entrust. So all their praises are but prophecies Of this our time, all Spuntini prefiguring; And, for they taste’d but with divining munchies, They had not skill enough your worth to sing: For we, which now behold these present days, Had tongues to savour, but lack...