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Peking ducks aren’t from Peking in Montreal.

by Jason November 9, 2010
written by Jason

A bunch of us were sitting around talking about what we hadn’t eaten in a while. Dim sum, dragon fruit, cotton candy, abalone and shepherd’s pie were some of the things that were mentioned, none of which were feasible for a late night meal. In the midst of my trying to explain and justify why I can’t eat pho at night time, someone mentioned the one dish that was powerful enough to shut everyone up… Peking duck.

The simple mention of it rendered everyone silent in quiet contemplation, remembering their own personal experiences with the dish. “Peking duck” was so compelling we don’t even remember who said it, not even the person who suggested it. We agreed and made plans to hit up Peking Garden on Queen Mary.

If you’re unfamiliar with Peking duck, it’s quiet the production. You order the duck whole, it’s oven roasted to crispy skin perfection. I know I refer to things as “perfect” often… but this time I really mean it. Traditionally this dish is served in multiple courses, which include the wrap, a stir-fry with noodles and a soup.

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The waiter carves the duck table side at an incredible speed, credit goes to him as this place is known for their Peking duck and to say they go through this process a few times a night would probably be an understatement. The meat was juicy and not gristly, also quite flavorful and sweet, this is attributed to the pre-roasting preparation.

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There are two schools of thought in Peking duck carving as well as course options. Some places will carve the skin off for you and prepare a second course using the meat in a stir-fry and then make a soup with the bones. Peking Garden subscribes to keeping the meat with the skin, reason being, it gives you something more to eat when you wrap it up in the pancake – as I was told by the waiter. This being said, the procedure is as follows.

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“Pancakes” (homemade, I should add) are steaming hot and is the vessel of choice to aid in the face stuffing of duck.

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Accoutrements, julienned cucumber, spring and white onions; to be wrapped up in the pancake with the duck with a drizzle of hoisin sauce (homemade).

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… like so. You then proceed to roll ‘er up and and enjoy the wonders of roasted duck and all the happiness that it brings. The bite of the crispy skin and the tender meat of the duck, contrasted by the cool cucumber and sting of onions with the sweet overtone of the hoisin sauce; you will not know any happiness other than this, unless you’re Peter’s mom from that coffee commercial being woken up by the smell of Folgers on Christmas morning.

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Peking garden’s second duck course is an option of having the bones sauced and stir-fried or soup, as we had two ducks, we had both options. The bones were fried up in a sweet and spicy sauce with onions. Most of the meat was shaved off for the pancake course, but there is still some left on the bones. Utilizing every part of the bird is typical in the Peking Duck experience. Nibbling meat off the bone isn’t for everyone, however, for those who enjoy the mild fowl taste of duck will truly appreciate it.

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Second is the soup. The bones are used to make a soup that consists of Nappa cabbage, tofu and cellophane noodles. Really fragrant, the soup is rich in deep ducky flavor.

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As if two ducks weren’t already enough for the few of us, we ordered half an Imperial duck. Not that it’s British or something, but I think it’s because this was the preparation of choice of the Emperor. It is deep fried and pulled off the bone, and served the same way as the Peking. Brace yourself for the crunch. A crunch so intense, the resonance of it would discombobulate the liquid in your ear causing you to fall to the ground in a dizzy heap of duck skin crackling trance.

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If that wasn’t enough food, we also ordered the Kung Pao shrimp. It was extremely flavorful, the sauce was sweet, and spicy. If you’ve ever wondered what the “pow” is in Kung Pao shrimp, it’s… GARLIC. The battered shrimp were crispy and held to the sauce without turning into a soggy pile of something that would taste like sweater wearing crustaceans after a workout… well, not really, you know what I mean.

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And for formality and to round off the meal… Vegetables, just in case any of our parents are watching. Chinese broccoli stir-fried with garlic. The best thing about this particular vegetable is that when you order it, its preparation is usually undercooked, and if you’ve ever ordered it, you’ll know why.

If you’ve never had the Peking duck experience or even if you don’t have a particular interest for horticulture Jardin Pekin is a place that you need to check out. Aside from the duck, I’ve been told that their shrimp toast as well as their dumplings are something to behold as well and is something I’m planning on ordering the next time around. Jardin Pekin is old school; you go there for the no-frills honest Chinese grub with soul.

Jardin Pekin
5339 Queen-Mary
514-484-9139
http://www.jardindepekin.com/
***Bring your own wine
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November 9, 2010 2 comments
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NDG / WestmountReviews

Can’t miss at Momesso’s – Restaurant Momesso Original

by Jason March 28, 2010
written by Jason

Picking up my nephew and being told I had to feed him after hockey practice, we decided to go to a well known local spot owned and named after a former Hab, perfect for a young hockey player. We went to NDG’s Momesso’s for some Italian subs and hockey nostalgia.

Down a few steps from street level, it was like walking into the basement of that uncle of yours who still has a basement spirits bar with frosted marble mirrors and vinyl wall paper. The open griddle tints the air with the sweet scent of caramelizing sausage leaving little dewy drops of deliciousness everywhere.

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The main constituents of the menu is listed above the grill, the old school type menu board with plastic letters that are hand placed one at a time. Momesso’s only does a few things, but they do them right. Various hot subs is what’s on the menu, either 7 or 14 inches.

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I had the chicken sub. Marinated chicken, topped with mayo, sautéed onions, sliced tomatoes, fresh homemade coleslaw, drizzled with their own special hot sauce. These recipes have probably never been changed, and the sheer idea of modification will disrupt the gastronomic harmony between all players. These subs don’t come with substitutions or a choice of gourmet breads or calorie conscious alternatives. White bun, lightly toasted, plain and simple, that’s what you’re having, cos that’s all they have.

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The 11 year old all-star defenseman had himself the 14 inch “supreme”. This is what reminded me what it was like to be young. The kid polished off 14 inches of steak, Italian sausage, sautéed onions and bell peppers, topped with cheese, coleslaw and their hot sauce. I know, the only thing that didn’t come with this sandwich was a cigarette and an antacid.

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I also need to mention how incredibly sinful the onion rings are as well. In every sense of the word, perfect. No, panko, or spiced dry dredge or special beer soaked batter or anything, The onion rings are everything you expect an onion ring to be, hot, crispy and circular, nothing contrived, honest.

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Fries… well… were fries. Oily and splendid.

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I know what you’re thinking… “You two ate all of this?!” Do not fret, we did not. As eating at a place like this isn’t something that happens all the time with the mass consumption of oil rich enough to sooth a rusty engine, if you’re going to do it, you might as well do it right.

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And to make it a perfect meal, a Brio to wash to wash it all down.

We walked in and the place was exactly as I remembered it. Walking through the doors was like walking through a porthole, to when time ans space stood still, to a time where the Canadiens were contenders, faux wood wall paneling made the lamest living room look like a ski cabin and spoons were greasy. Momesso’s is definitly keeping the local napkin business alive.

Momesso Original – Caffé Sportivo
5562 Upper Lachine rd.
514.484.0005
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March 28, 2010 1 comment
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As good as your Nonna’s – Pasta Casareccia

by Jason November 16, 2009
written by Jason

What kind of meal leaves you warm and fuzzy inside and ready for a nap after you’re done eating it? Italian! Pastas, various cuts of meat breaded and deep fried, and stuffed things… But, me, I pronounce it “Eyetalian“, why? Cos I’m from Montreal, bro. However, not being Italian nor being an expert in Italian cuisine, I can still safely say that I know good Italian food when I have it, having been surrounded by it and some of the best Italian in Canada, if not, this side of the Tiber. This puts me in a peculiar position, how do I talk about an Italian place democratically without rendering me petrified to start my car after I post this entry? Ma, I gotta do what I gotta do.

I went to this local Italian place on Sherbrooke in NDG called Pasta Casareccia. Small place that’s half restaurant, half, Italian specialty store. I’ve been there numerous times, and figured it was about time I wrote about it.

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I started off with the caprese salad. Really crisp tomato (I like my tomatoes just a tad under ripe – as they should be eaten, ALWAYS) and incredibly fresh cheese, drizzled with a really good olive oil. The cheese was rich enough to make itself lactose-intolerant, warm, and chewy and full of gastro-track rearranging properties to the weak who refuse to tolerate lactose and it’s non-sense.

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My friend had the stuffed olives. We initially saw these on their custom printed place mats and were wondering what they were. We inquired and were told that they were stuffed with meat, battered and fried.

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I don’t know where they found these mutant olives, but they sure were deliciously gigantic.

The menu is typical of that of any Italian menu, sauces are listed in detail and you pick your choice of pasta.

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I had a fettuccine in a creamy white wine sauce with mushrooms, peas and BACON. Sinfully rich and filling, this dish should come with either a warning or a pillow, because it was lights out after this plate. Needless to say I went home and didn’t get any work done for the rest of the afternoon as I was too busy focused on not getting any pillow creases on my face. Bacon is good for you. Eat more of it.

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My friend had the spinach and ricotta stuffed ravioli in bolognese sauce. Extremely hearty and favorful, definitly not the same stuff that comes out of a can made by a fat man… although the chef here CAN be a fat man as well, but I doubt he’s some dude from Ohio. Small in size, but big in flavor, kind of like the token little guy on a basketball team… not to say that the little guy on a basketball team tastes good or anything… what the hell am I saying… it’s small in size and packs a big punch is what I mean! Geez!

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Don’t forget to check out their deli counter for pre-made Italian meal-item favorites – they seem to change daily, I assume that the pre-mades are a result of what’s on the market for that day.

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As mentioned before, Pasta Casareccia is half restaurant, half Italian specialty store. There are tons of little treasures and specialty food items to discover. If you’re looking for something they don’t have, I have a strong feeling they might “know a guy” who can hook you up with two of what ever it is, so never be afraid to ask.

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Great variety of coffee percolators and espresso machines for sale.

A meal here feels like a big hug from a short chubby Italian lady who may or may not have a whisker or two. So whether you’re looking for a mean meal or specialty items, this place is a must. Also, don’t get startled when your dish takes its time to arrive at your table, as their name states, they make their own fresh home-made pasta, so it’s definitly worth the wait.

Pasta Casareccia
5849 Sherbrooke W
514.483.1588

p.s. REMEMBER… pasta EXPANDS.
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November 16, 2009 3 comments
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