O ne Sunday morning in 2007, I was out for a leisurely drive. It was a beautiful day, the sun was shining, and there wasn’t a cloud in the sky. As I found myself at the intersection of Royal York and The Queensway, a little voice in the back of my head said, drive south to the lake. I decided to listen.
Traveling south along Royal York Road, I was surprised to see that I had entered a quaint, cottage-like community. It was filled with adorable homes that retained a rustic charm, which was refreshing from the downtown condo trends. After passing some churches, local shops and community centres, I noticed a bustling patch of sidewalk. Curiosity got the better of me and I pulled over. The commotion was all centred around an Italian sandwich shop. SANREMO, the sign read. With my interest peaked, I decided to go in.
As I entered the shop, I was delightfully overwhelmed with what I can only describe as a carnivalistic extravaganza of Italian cuisine. My head danced with an array of sights and smells from the deliciously overloaded deli counter. I ordered a coffee and cannoli and found a perch by the window. While I sat there and sipped, I was mesmerized by the flurry of customers, with smiles ear to ear, bustling in and out of the delicatessen.
Once I had descended from my sugar high, I went back to my car and continued driving south along Royal York. It was not long before I rolled to a stop at the intersection of Lake Shore Boulevard. There, before me, was the deep-blue majesty of Lake Ontario. It was only a stone’s throw away. Absolutely beautiful, I thought. For a moment, I watched in awe. Whether it was fate or the incessant honking of the angry driver behind me, I pulled a quick left and headed east on Lake Shore.
My jaw fell open as I saw the most incredible row of lake-side mansions and turn-of-the-century homes. Where am I, I wondered, and how have I never been here before? As I continued along Lake Shore, I let the scenery wash over me; the parks, the quaint businesses, the lakeside paths. When I arrived at Parklawn Road (at this time, still replete with vintage hotels) I just had to turn back. The neighbourhood felt like a dream and I didn’t want it to end.
A cute, little coffee shop popped into my memory; BIRDS & BEANS. I had seen it a few blocks back. It seemed like an excellent destination for this day of discovery. I pulled up to the shop and popped inside. Bounding up to the counter (perhaps a little too enthusiastically) I abruptly asked, “Where are we? What community is this?
“Ahhh… Mimico,” the startled barista replied.
The following week, I bought a house here. Within two months, I was moved in and settled.
This is a true story. Since then, I have lived in this community and sold many houses here. I’ve also had the honour of bringing many incredible people to the area.
As of 2018, I have made the decision to start focusing the majority of my attention on Mimico. Although there are many capable agents working here, I feel that they are missing something unique about the neighbourhood. This has spurred my desire to create a specific Mimico brand, taking my downtown marketing, negotiation, and presentation skills and combining them with an authentic and welcoming approach that truly befits this lakeside community.
If you’re not doing what you love you’re doing it wrong. I’m lucky enough to be doing it right. As long as I can remember I’ve been fascinated about buildings and their structures – houses and interior design. I love the smell of fresh paint, see the beauty of exposed brick and still marvel at the character and craftsmanship of the victorian era. I love how every home tells a story, takes on a personality and I can see the potential of each one.
In my 20s I began buying and renovating properties. Then I took it a step further and became a real estate broker. I knew immediately I had made the right choice. I was hooked and needed more so I founded Real Estate Love – my own independent brokerage firm.
Early in my career, I had many opportunities to join a larger brokerage firm. It didn’t take too much soul-searching to realize it’s not my thing. Too big. Too many stakeholders. Too impersonal. Far too much BS. I much prefer the personalized, bespoke service I can provide. Every one of my clients is unique – as is each home — so a templated, cookie-cutter approach to buying and selling homes just doesn’t work for me. I can honestly say I have a heart and mind for real estate. A bit cliché, but it’s true. My passion for this industry motivates me and drives me every day while my practical and technical experience delivers successful results and happy clients.
Sound like a good fit? I love a good cappuccino. Or a craft beer. Let’s chat.
Mike Majeski
Get in touch: mike@realestatelove.ca
Visit us at: realestatelove.ca