Just west of Ossington on Dundas, the Quality Inn is more or less untouched by time. It's a bit grubby, and has sporadic hours, but the same man who used to serve my father in the 1950's works there still.
Never heard of this place but I know something of it now, thank you Earlscourt_Lad. I found this charming review online:
"This place is for the leftover fringe-dwellers who truly don't belong anywhere on Ossington: Robert-Smith-esque lipsticked women in their 50s, swingers who want a low-key place to hide, and talkative Brazilian locals who want you to do more than turn on your snobbery-topped stool.
No one really eats here, so I don't suggest getting any food. Despite it being a "Chinese restaurant", there is no Chinese food to be seen, which is probably a good thing -- the owner never really wants to make anything on the menu, anyway. No matter what you crave, the only thing you'll get are mediocre fish and chips and, if you're lucky, a side of expired ketchup! Zing!
Still, this place is one of my favourite, truly kitschy off-Ossington drinking holes. Despite its awkward silence, old smell, and unfriendliness to outsiders, I find myself comforted here when I want to escape the pretension of young urban life. The decor is makeshift true vintage, the cash register is the same charmer they've had since the '50s, and it's usually empty (save the Robert Smith/swinger couple/chatty old local) so I can always grab a booth and get away from the world for hours on end.
Come for the drink, stay for the awkwardness. If you're expecting something a bit more polished and vibe-y, go to Lakeview. We don't want your kind around here, anyhow."
http://www.yelp.ca/biz/quality-inn-chinese-restaurant-toronto
I'll bet a dollar my dad knows the owner - the Chinese Canadian community in the 50s all knew each other.