The food is here believably mediocre, in fact mediocre would be two steps up from this. How does one f#* up wings? And the burger tasted nothing like a burger should. Shouldn't a beef burger taste like beef?? Poutine was a paltry smothering of dark pre-packaged gravy and a smattering of mozzarella cheese on top. Ok, if you're going to insult authentic poutine by using mozzarella, at least dole it out liberally with gusto and enthusiasm!! Quebecers would revolt en mass if they only could see this dish. Tiny little strands of cheese hopelessly disconnected from each other in what can only be assumed as a desperate attempt to save 35 cents per dish... they reminded me of pathetic pictures in high school of sperm swimming hopelessly towards a goal that they knew was almost 100% un-attainable. tiny white shrivelled things lost in a sea of dark gravy hopelessness.
But the pickle was good. Honour to whom honour is due and all that. Alas, the tomato was shrivelled as well, as though embarrassed by the feeble attempts of the cheese shreds a few inches away.
I looked morosely at the desert menu and decided to pass as the lady next to me had only taken two bites out of her chocolate cake and then seemed to either lose interest completely or had a sudden health urge.
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