You know, it's late, so let's put the otaku back in Kotaku. Normally, the maid cafe thing is Ashcraft's beat, but when a maid cafe opens up in North America, I'm forced to report on it. It looks like the Ontarian population of Canada can enjoy the questionable noodles and haphazardly fried katsu pork the Akihabara crowd has been choking down for years. But now the lonely and dumpy can dine on unremarkable food with maid uniform clad cuties willing to make conversation.

If I ever make it back to Canada, I'm definitely trying the Garoupa Cutlet and the Love Season. Sounds delicious! Michael McWhertor

I Maid Cafe [via BoingBoing]