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FoodMile-end/Plateau Mont-RoyalReviews

When eating tacos, please remember to eat more than four but less than fifteen. – Restaurant La Matraca

by Jason May 2, 2011
written by Jason

Have you ever NOT known what you wanted until you saw it? I’m guilty of this every time I see a Ferarri rolling past, or a really cute girl. Usually when going to a restaurant that I’ve never been to before, I like to research a bit; so I have an idea of what I’m going into. On this night, we didn’t know where we were going until this brightly colored place caught our eyes, and the random notes of mariachi music slipped out of the door as someone walked out.

We “accidentally” hit up La Matraca, on St. Denis – we were actually on our way back from another restaurant up the street where we were told to get lost because we didn’t have reservations. We didn’t know what kind of place it was, but as we sat down, looked around at what the other patrons were eating, it dawned on us. The realization hit us with much excitement and celebration, kind of like when you’re studying some old guy’s funny looking hair at the bus stop and realize that he’s wearing a toupee… We were sitting in a taqueria!

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No relation to Cruella, because it would be wrong – Restaurant Burger de Ville.

by Jason April 18, 2011
written by Jason

For you loyal readers, if you haven’t already liked my Facebook fan page, or are following me on Twitter, there is one question for you… What the heck are you waiting for? Geez, my friend’s cat has a friggin Facebook profile, there’s no reason for you not to be following me… unless you’re not down with social media, or networking socially, then in that case… no biggie, that’s cool too yo.

I was having a conversation with my dad the other day about burgers and what makes a burger “a burger”. After this lengthy conversation, it planted the burger seed in my head. I haven’t had a really good burger in the longest time and I was fiending for one. Something came over me, a feeling of desperation; almost to a level where I was self-diagnosing a burger deficiency. I heard a while back that Burger de Ville had opened up a second location on St. Laurent and I decided to go check it out.


If you’re unfamiliar with Burger de Ville, they pride themselves on using fresh, never frozen, “100% Canadian beef”, which coincidently is my middle name. You pick up an order sheet and check off the kind of burger you want along with the fixings and sides. I ordered the cheese burger, with lettuce, tomatoes, onions, ketchup and mayo from the list of 16 different complimentary toppings – which includes three different types of mayonnaise and mustard.


As you can see, the burger is as honest and simple as it gets. Great beefy flavor cooked to a kind of perfection little red riding hood would approve of – in the updated version of the story – as we all know, bears don’t eat bowlfuls of porridge anymore. Unlike most places who like to cook their burgers to resemble a scouring-iron wool pad, Burger de Ville cooks them juuuuust under, leaving them with a touch of pink in the middle.


My friend was feeling adventurous that day and decided to go all out, ordering the bacon burger. It was topped with lettuce, tomatoes, onion, ketchup, old fashion-grainy mustard, and jalepeno hot peppers. You can’t really sugar coat it and there’s no mount of flowery writing that can explain this, but let’s face it; bacon always makes everything taste better. Not that the burger needs help in the taste department but there’s just something about bacon.


Of all the sides there are to choose from, we chose a side from the poutine menu. We chose the straight up, classic poutine from the choice of their house specialty poutine as well as w tex-mex option. Like I’ve said before, the key to a successful poutine is that the sauce MUST be hot enough to melt the cheese, and there must be a congruent harmony between cheese and gravy and when there is… this is what happens.


You throw some ketchup and pepper on those home-cut fries and you kill it like a boss. A.BAWSS. Chewy and squeeky, the cheese curds were nicely melted and the fries, crisp; simple.


The only discrepancy I had with the burger was with the “lettuce” – they use mesclun – little dainty baby salad leaves nestled atop a big fat burger is totally wrong. Albeit, it’s not a big deal, when you’re grunting and eating meat cooked over fire, the only kind of vegetables that should be involved is scenario is ketchup and bacon. Burger deVille is a palce for solid burgers, the kind your fat uncle makes for the family barbeque in the summer. Nothing fancy, you go here cos you want a burger, a good burger, a good burger made the way you like it.

Burger deVille
5282, boul Saint-Laurent
(514) 507-5050

I should also mention that they serve steak as well. I saw a few people eating it that afternoon, so it’s probably something worth checking out too.

April 18, 2011 8 comments
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Mile-end/Plateau Mont-RoyalReviews

Par fois… foie gras – Au Pied de Cochon

by Jason March 17, 2011
written by Jason

On an early episode once upon a time on a show called Cribs – an over the top look into celebrity homes; Jermain Dupri said you’re not a big dog until you have one of these *unveils a Bentley Continental GT convertible*. This suggest that you haven’t made it into the industry until you had one of those. Not that it’s a bench mark, but it’s a given that if you’re a Montreal food blogger, having a review or at least a mention of a burly Chef Martin Picard’s foie gras poutine is accreditation of your place in the bloggosphere. I’m hesitant to say I subscribe to this agenda, but his genius deserves to be mentioned.


I went with a friend to celebrate a belated birthday for her and an early birthday for me. We had be discussing it for a while that we hadn’t been there for a long time and decided to revisit in the name of celebrating the day of our births. We looked over the menu and after a lengthy description of the specials of the day and cooking and preparation procedures, looked at the menu again and made our choices and nomed on some of the fresh in-house made sourdough bread.


We started off with pickled tarragon braised bison tongue. Extremely tender, it was served with dijon in the braising jus. The gaminess of the tongue was taken out by the pickling process, but it still had a lot a great beefy flavor to it. My friend and I were both really impressed and knew this dish was setting the tone for the rest of our mean.


We split the PDC melting pot, which is a cast iron pot of the Pied de Cochon party pack of pork and piggy goodness. Such wonders included braised pork belly, half a chop, their homemade boudin noir (blood sausage), knockwurst, roasted onions and creminis in the braising liquid and a heaping slop of their famous garlic and cheese whipped mashed potatoes. All the flavors were robust and distinct – what else can you expect from a place whose pan seasoning is exclusively rendered butter and duck fat?


And there it is… one of the things you order when dining at Au Pied de Cochon. The anticipation of this particular dish is what I can only imagine what it’s like for parents awaiting the birth of their first born. We knew this was going to be ordered and I walked in partially giddy. Fries – fried in duck fat – cheese curds, brown gravy and the piece de resistance; the middle finger and a big F-you in the face of health conscious vegan nuts… foie gras, doused in a foie gras-ie sauce. The liver cooked to masterfully, a perfect pairing and contrast to the crisp fries and chewy cheese.


For dessert – if the rich opulant meal wasn’t enough, we split the dark chocolate “pot de creme”. A dark chocolate custard, toped with cream and a graham cracker and brown sugar crumble; humble and simple. We also had a creme caramel (my favorite) – no picture however… because I kind of inhaled it before I remembered I write a food blog. Ha!

The sinister mind that has the evilness to encompass the creativity of such a menu has the capacity of making the sun itself burn with envy. Chef Martin Picard brings classic Quebecois country style cooking to the city; not reinventing but more reintroducing urbanites to the wonders of pudding chomeur and Jesus ears. I suggest eating salad for breakfast and lunch on the day of your reservation… caloric intake will be equal to at least two days.

Au Pied de Cochon
536 Avenue Duluth Est
(514) 281-1114
http://www.restaurantaupieddecochon.ca/
Reservations highly suggested.
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March 17, 2011 9 comments
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People get hungry and need to find good places to eat... I am people, and here are the places I've found. This is a log of my endeavors set forth to discover the hidden gems of the city I call home, Montreal. I vow to not leave one hot pot lid unturned, snail shell hollowed, or souvlaki foil emptied until I can safely say that I ate my way across Montreal. It's a big claim, but it's one I'm making.

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