After World War II, a tidal wave of Italians flooded Toronto, creating one of the largest concentrations of those passionate (and food-loving) people outside of Terra Nostra itself. Their children migrated to the suburbs in nearby Woodbridge.
That particular diaspora was a winning proposition for the rest of us, since it translated to a more convenient Little Italy and establishments like Nino D’Aversa Bakery.
It’s nondescript from the outside—in a strip mall with a sort of green tin roof. But inside, you’re transported to Italy.
One side boasts a piazza that could hold its own in Roma, replete with tables and chairs, guarded by a wood-burning pizza oven at one end.
One wall features a hot table with the real thing: meatballs, chicken cacciatore, veal scaloppini. There’s a 20-foot-long display case laden with pastries. And the bread and rolls are baked on-site.
Best yet, you can choose take-out—deli or hot-table—or eat in with a glass of vino.