The west end's quiet half. A 161-hectare park that is a third of it wild oak savannah, a Polish high street with a 1912 cinema on it, and a stretch of Queen West that is simultaneously Toronto's Tibetan quarter, its rooming-house belt and the place a certain kind of Toronto restaurant goes to be left alone. Nothing here is a landmark in the postcard sense and almost nothing is walkable to anything downtown. What you get instead is a neighbourhood that is genuinely lived in — strollers and dogs on Roncesvalles, momo takeout counters on Queen, a Michelin-listed tasting menu on a residential block of Ossington with no sign — plus the only piece of Toronto where the lake, a ravine, a savannah and a streetcar line all touch.
Who it's for: Anyone who wants a day outdoors that isn't the Islands: High Park is bigger, free, open year-round and takes twenty minutes on the subway. Cherry-blossom pilgrims, with caveats (see below). Eaters on a budget — Parkdale's Tibetan strip is the best cheap food in the catalogue for this city, and $10 genuinely buys dinner. Eaters at the other end too: this quadrant holds a Bib Gourmand, four Michelin-listed rooms and one of North America's 50 Best Bars, all of them a fraction of the trouble to book that Yorkville is. Repeat visitors who have done the core and want to know what people actually do on a Saturday.