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Prayers are answered, a real trattoria in the west-island – Deli La Trattoria

by Jason February 24, 2011
written by Jason

I once was helping my sister set up a lunch party she was having at her place. There was nothing that would have prepared me for what I was about to witness. As I was bringing in a bowl of salad to the dining room, I stopped frozen in bedazzlement – not in the sense that I was blinged out – but there they were… two huge deli containers piled high with sandwiches and casserole dishes of pasta. I was alone in the room and realized there would be no witnesses, but it was too good to be true. It had to have been a setup, I looked for the cameras thinking leaving me alone in a room with platefuls of deli sandwiches must have been some sort of prank or a social behavior experiment like when they dump a crate load of bananas in a primate cage at the zoo.

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I was told about this small Italian deli in an nondescript strip-mall facing the highway hugging the side of a Couche-tard on the outskirts of the suburbs a while ago. The idea of writing about it never crossed my mind, because every time I come here, I suffer from deli-hypnosis; something comes over me and I can only see and think about what’s in front of me. Don’t judge this book by it’s cover. Looks can be deceiving, Deli La Trattoria is like a sugared up three year old after you’ve spun him around 15 times… full of surprises.

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Behold. Wipe your slobber whilst admiring these works of beauty in all their glory. With an assortment of sandwiches and wraps, what stands out is their sausage sandwich and their fried chicken sandwich. If you can handle spicy, I recommend the spicy sauce. Also, you can also asked for it pressed.

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Along with the freshly made sandwiches, you also have the option of hot meals; pasta and soups that change daily. Get the meatballs when they have it, then grab a baguette and then CALL.ME.

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Those beautiful tiled pizza squares was what I was in the hunt for this particular day. Please note the loaves on the lover shelves, they are made fresh in-house daily.

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This is a piece of the quarter vegetarian I took home. Topped with grilled peppers, mushrooms, artichoke hearts, olives on top of a homemade focaccia and marinara sauce. The tartness of some of the pickled vegetables cut through the sweetness of the bread and sauce.

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Make sure you get an order of these “fries”. Herby and battered potato wedges, it’s never really an option NOT to ask for an order (which comes in both half and full bags). There have been times where I’ve got my sandwiches in hand, a pile of sliced coldcuts and walking past the service line and grabbed a bag… it would feel wrong otherwise… like the old men who wear short running shorts at the gym pulled up to their nipples.

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A deli case to rival most deli cases. If any of the prepared sandwiches don’t tickle your fancy (which I don’t see how it wouldn’t unless your fancy is really picky), sandwiches of choice are made to order, so don’t hesitate to ask.

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From fine Italian products to freshly-made ready to eat dishes, Deli La Trattoria in Kirkland is a small deli that packs a wallop with everything Italian imaginable – minus an old man out front hosing down the sidewalk.

With a warm and friendly atmosphere, La Trattoria’s ultimate goal is make sure you’re fed and full. Where else can you go pick up a container of home-made red sauce, half a pound and Genoa ham, a sausage sandwich and an espresso to spill all over yourself while driving home? One of the few places around town where when they ask you how you’re doing, you can tell and feel that they actually mean it.

Deli La Trattoria
19787 Ch Ste Marie, Kirkland
514-694-0595

February 24, 2011 1 comment
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Cote-des-NeigesReviews

This noodle is pho real – Restaurant Pho Lien

by Jason February 15, 2011
written by Jason

I had made an agreement with myself many moons ago that I wouldn’t review pho. I know… “WHY?!”, right? I’ll tell you why. Because, pho (Vietnamese noodle soup) is peculiar – there is no definite – it tastes different from north to south, east to west, family to family. It would be hard to compare or qualify one bowl of noodles to another, the essence of ‘pho’ is there, but like anything else it all depends on personal preference and taste. I’ll spare you the history lesson and recipe preparation, but it just boils down to what your taste buds find acceptable and I’ve decided to share this place with you that has been appeasing and filling my pho void for years. I assume everyone has some sort of experience with pho, if not, here’s the quick run down. Once you’ve ordered your noodle soup, a plate of bean sprouts, Thai basil, and lime wedges are placed on the table. Contrary to popular belief and practice, the bean sprouts are *NOT* a complimentary appetizer or amuse-bouche… it goes i your soup. If you like the taste of plain raw bean sprouts, by all means, go for it; I guess I’m just a stickler for formality, just like how I get irked when I see people putting ginger on their sushi.

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My friend started with the spring rolls. Vermicelli noodles, Thai basil, lettuce, pork and shrimps delicately rolled up in a rice paper wrap, it’s served with a side of peanut dipping sauce. Fresh and crisp, this is polar opposite of the imperial rolls – which are fried, so make sure you’ve got the right name down before you order. You’re more likely to be asked by the waiter if it’s the “fried” or “fresh” ones that you want, I’m sure this is a direct response to many a orders being returned when someone was expecting a nice fried roll with fish sauce and instead received a white log with a side of hoisin-peanut sauce.

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We also split an order of “Banh bot chien” – fried rice cake with egg. Made with rice flour, the “cake” is fried up on a flat top until crispy and then an egg is beaten and mixed in, served with a tangy vinegar dipping sauce. This is the kind of dish that if you didn’t know what it was, you’d look right past it on the menu. Most people don’t know to order it unless they know exactly what it is… That’s why I’m telling you to order it. I’m confidant when I say that Pho Lien is the only Vietnamese restaurant that not only makes their own rice cake, but serves this dish at all. Something that almost resembles a twisted and wonky Asian poutine, the rice cake is crispy on the outside and soft in the middle.

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Pho. A perfect mix of chewy rice noodles, beef brisket, raw flank, tripe, tendon and beef balls and swimming in a meaty broth. The soup is what really makes this bowl, beef bones are boiled with aromatics, prepared in a very specific manner to yield this magic liquid that although I’ve never had before, I can only assume tastes like unicorn tears. We both ordered the “special” which is basically the all-dressed noodle. The menu comprises of different variations and essentially a mix and match of all the ingredients.

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Bean spouts, Thai basil and lime are added to complete your bowl. Don’t be afraid of the raw flank, the soup is hot enough that with one flip of the noodles, the beef will cook itself. Don’t get me wrong, the place also serves other dishes, dry noodle dishes, rice plates and what not but serious eaters go here for the pho… Serious eaters are serious.

This steamy bowl of Vietnamese comfort food hits the spot and I’m convinced it tastes better in the winter when the temperature outside if a bone chilling minus ridiculous degrees and just a word of warning… Like with Korean BBQ, the smell of pho will permeate your clothes and people on the bus will know exactly what it was you had for lunch. Don’t get discouraged by the phoddicts lining up out the door, people move through the place like milking cattle, you won’t wait more than 10 mins at the most.

Pho Lien
5703 Côte-Sainte-Catherine
(514) 735-6949
Closed on Tuesdays
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February 15, 2011 0 comments
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Mile-end/Plateau Mont-RoyalReviews

A new bird on the Main – Pizzeria Magpie

by Jason December 17, 2010
written by Jason

I was walking back to my car from picking up a wicked beef teriyaki burger from L’entoilage last week and I passed by this small little place that had I not stopped to steal a bite out of my chocolate ship-cranberry cookie, I would have missed it. The place I’m talking about is Pizzeria Magpie. With decorative poster-paint script writing on the windows, you would probably walk past it thinking it’s some barber shop that time forgot and pay no attention to it, unless you notice the sandwich board sitting on the sidewalk advertising a wood-burning oven, unlike me who accidentally kicked it and almost ate the sidewalk.

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We eyed the menu and made our decisions though it wasn’t tough as there were only a handful pizza options to pick from. We decided to split the charcuterie plate to start with – as our waitress said that we would easily be able to split it amongst the three of us.

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A mix of genoa salami, soppressata, cubes of parmesan, sweet gherkins and stuffed olives. The waitress was right about being able to split it between three people, but she failed to mention that in theory you’d be able to split it among 100 people as well, it’s just a matter of being satisfied. Three is stretching, two would be good. Don’t get me wrong, the cold cuts were great; aged and pungent, was complimented well with everything on the slab.

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Most commendable was the fact that they baked their own bread that came with the charcuterie. Well, I would think there’s no excuse NOT to when you’ve got your own wood-burning oven in the place. Thick, crust and chewy, the loaf was drizzled with olive oil, just how I love it. Although I would have liked to see this placed at the table with the water, but it’s not that kind of place.

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I ordered the Magpie margherita. Topped with sauce, bocconcini cheese and fresh basil, the pizza was simple and finished with a drizzle of extra virgin olive oil. This plain jane packs a punch, the simplicity is what makes it taste good. The freshness and honesty of the flavors is what stands out, kind of like me, n’est pas?

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My friend had the proscuitto, arugula with cherry tomatoes and bocconcini. The saltiness of the ham was a great compliment to the peppiness of the arugula. I don’t know what it is but proscuitto does something to me. Just the sight of it and the anxiousness of knowing I’ll be eating it… my palms get sweaty, my mouth gets, my ability to do math calculations triples and on some molecular level, I’m sure it’s something like what Bruce Banner goes through the same thing before he becomes the Hulk.

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My other friend has the three-cheese meatball with mushrooms and mozzerella. The mushroom was nice and roasted giving each bite a nice sweet taste. It wasn’t my favorite, but it was solid and still tasty.

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Offered with the pizza, chili flakes and chili oil. If you can handle spice, I highly suggest it; as it adds just a hint of aromatics to your pie.

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If you’ve been paying attention, you would have noticed these black funny looking things on the crust of the pizza. These “things” are little hickeys from the result of dough meets wood-fire. It means that the fire got a little cozy with the dough, got it a bit crispy until it couldn’t take it any longer until it erupted with a furious frenzy of wood-burning love.

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Like Top Chef says, you need to judge the competence of a chef based on their ability to rock out a good grilled cheese sandwich. It’s often the simple things that are hardest to make. This place uses San Marzano tomatoes exclusively in their sauce – which produces a distinctive sweet flavor in their pies. Pizzeria Magpie has a slim menu, but the few things they do, they do very well. Enhancing the natural flavors of their products, the element of a wood-fired oven is thrown into the equation for bonus points.

Pizzeria Magpie
16 Rue Maguire
(514) 507-2900
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December 17, 2010 0 comments
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Eating so much Italian food, you’ll turn a little Italian – Le Petit Italien

by Jason November 23, 2010
written by Jason

When ever I get a recommendation on a restaurant, I like to ask questions. I like to do some research on the place before I go check it out; whether it’s looking through or for a website to do some recon on what I plan to order or asking whoever recommended the restaurant if there are any peculiarities I should take note of. I like to prepare myself both mentally and physically – psyching myself up for some off the wall dish that might or might not include something looking back at me, and of course… going on an empty tank.

I got a second degree recommendation, a friend of a friend had said I should check out Le Petit Italien on Bernard street in Outremont… and that’s all. No, “make sure you have this dish”, or “the so and so was craaaazy!” I was going in based on, “my friend said the place is good.” So I left it up to fate and put the future of our friendship in question based on a meal from THEIR friend – I take bad restaurant recommendations ridiculously personal, I react with such scorn, it’s like you’re practically wearing shoes in my bedroom.

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Like any good Italian restaurant, we were presented with a bread basket – baguette and spiced flat-bread. I’m not sure if they were freshly made in-house, but it was warm and it blew the mind of my dining companion. I was told to hustle before she ate the other piece.

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We started with the bufulo mozzarella with heirloom tomatoes, fresh basil and orange, drizzled with olive oil. Sounds simple, but it’s the simplicity of this appetizer that makes it good. The cheese was warm and the sweet twist of the orange cut through all the flavors, complimenting everything nicely.

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We then split the beef carpaccio. Topped with arugula, shimiji mushrooms, fresh shaved Parmesan – off a brick, not because it was getting hairy – and a dressing of lemon juice. One of the better carpaccios I’ve had, the meat was cool and extremely tender – the reason why tenderloin is used for this dish is so evident now… The deliciousness of pun is only paralleled by this dish. Har har.

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She had the cannelloni stuffed with spinach and ricotta in a rose sauce. Thick and filling, the little Italian was generous with the ricotta like his nonna made it herself. Oozing with cheesy and spinachy guts, the cannelloni reminded me that my intolerance for dairy was quite discriminant and my body will refuse and have nothing to do with this lactose peddling bully. But it was love at first bite and I decided that that night was one of those nights where taking one for the team was the right thing to do and the repercussions will be well worth the sacrifice.

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I had the linguine in cream sauce with spinach, pine nuts and green apples. Like in the movies where an exotic Italian man swoops in and woos a lady from her relatively mundane and boring boyfriend, this dish emasculated me and my manlihood as I wasn’t able to finish it like a real man should. However, in my defense, I was given a whole cannelloni and I finished that, so, volume-wise, I did manage to eat the same amount… self-esteem crisis AVERTED. In other news, the apples added a nice crunch to the noodles with a hint of sweet and tart flavor.

Coming in we were looking forward to the fondant de chocolat that was listed on their menu on the website, however, to our dismay, it was no longer offered so she had to settle on the crème brûlée and Tiramisu. And if there’s any desserts that Jason likes it would be crème brûlée and tiramisu. So to make up for the linguine short-coming, I decided to man up and help her with the dessert.

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She had the crème brûlée for dessert. The best part of this dish? The crack of the candied sugar when you break into it. The eggy-vanilla-cream was smooth and was borderline custard. This was solid; most places screw up their crème brûlées by adding some sort of fruit element. NO… just no.

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I was a gentleman and helped her with this, the tiramisu. We agreed that this was probably one, if not the best tiramisus we’ve ever had. The coffee was not overpowering neither was the alcohol. There’s nothing worse then getting plastered and then wired on cake and then pushing your car home in the park position.

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What I noticed about the dessert was the cake that was used. It was actual sponge cake, and I loves me some sponge cake. The mascarpone was creamy and delicious, and was not too sweet; we were so surprised and impressed that it tasted so good, it was like finding a 20 in your winter jacket after taking it out from storage. My exact reaction was shaking, laughing and crying at the same time, but kind of looked like I tried to cough and sneeze at once.

I should also mention that they do an Italian “dim sum” brunch on weekends. It’s an interesting concept – basically ‘tapas’, but why they didn’t call it that, I have no idea… Maybe they’re the type of neighbors who don’t return borrowed items or one throws late night parties that wakes the other, and has now shunned the idea of assimilating a Spanish word for their own. Anyhoo, I didn’t ask who exactly who the “petit Italien” was or is, or the story behind the name. But I’m taking it as coming here on an empty stomach and hungry eyes, that you’ll probably eat enough and partly turn a “little Italian”.

Le Petit Italien
1265 Avenue Bernard
514-278-0888
www.lepetititalien.com
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November 23, 2010 2 comments
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NDG / WestmountReviews

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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Mile-end/Plateau Mont-RoyalReviews

Countertop dining at its best – Comptoir 21

by Jason November 2, 2010
written by Jason

I’ve noticed that I usually start my posts with some sort of remark about the weather. I find that the weather usually dictates the food that I eat, or at least the mood in which I decide what to eat. On a dreary raining but not raining weekday afternoon in October, a friend and I decided to hit the pavement in search of food. So with a spit of a drizzle hitting our faces and the thoughts of the imminent warmth of a hot food warming our minds, we headed to Comptoir 21.

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Comptoir 21 is a local fish and chip joint that popped up on the corner of St. Viateur and The Main. The menu is straight forward and simple. Like it’s namesake, the highlight of the menu is fish and chips (duh), however it does also include some burgers for ye land-lovers.

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I started with their homemade clam chowder. The New England style chow-dah (a la Mayor Quimby) was rich and creamy; it was also colored a tinge of yellow – I attribute this to the use of the Yukon Golds in the soup, and consequently Comptoir 21’s exclusive spud of choice, based on the sacks upon sacks piled near the door.

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We also split an order of fried calamari with a paprika, mayo-based sauce. It was fried up in battery goodness (battered goodness, not the stuff that makes your tv remote work), however, it was just a tad mushy. I can only assume this was due to the fact that the product was once frozen and was not dried properly or enough before being fried; this would result in the squid steaming itself cooked; not giving you that snap or crunch that you’re usually accustomed too. However, still something I would try again.

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We split the fish and chips. This order comes in a full and half order; you can order also have the fish alone, with fries, or with poutine. Light and fluffy the fish was fried to a crispy battered perfection. When we cut into the fish beignet, the fish was steaming hot, a great sign that the internal temperature was enough to cook the fish as well as not make you feel like you’re eating a soggy questionable deppaneur pita-wrap. It came with a choice of sauce we we opted for the original tartar sauce – amongst a whole list of choices.

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We also split the fish burger. Following the same formula that most burger places are going by, you are able to choose the ingredients and toppings in your burger. I chose sauteed onions, mayo, dijon and lettuce. I asked and the waitress said that they use only Haddock, this is a welcomed change to the McRegurgitate with McIndustrial-waste sauce that everyone is used to. Also, the fries; deep fried Yukon golds with the skin on – the ONLY way fries should be served.

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Also worth mentioning is the malt vinegar that have counter top for you to season your plates; they also have white vinegar in spritzer bottles which is fun; to get a mist of vinegar all over the place, especially when the door opens and creates a draft, but I guess that’s all part of the experience.

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Like the chicken and the egg, I don’t know which came first; the name or the counter? Regardless, sitting next to strangers – a plateau hipster on the left and a suited-up businessman on the right – elbowing each other while chowing down on some old time Quebec inspired English grub adds to the charm of Comptoir 21. The U-shaped counter lends its Montreal casse-croute, greasy-spoon feeling to the place. Honest and simple food at a price you cannot beat, this is the type of place that if you’re lucky, you might come out of there forgetting the difference between, chips, crisps and fries.

Comptoir 21
21 St-Viateur W.
514-507-FISH (3474)

*Cash and Interac only.
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November 2, 2010 5 comments
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Cote-des-NeigesReviews

Fresh fish to def – Restaurant Rayan – *edited*

by Jason October 25, 2010
written by Jason

My dad and I were on our own for dinner tonight… propane has been running low and grocery day is Tuesday. So what were two dudes to do? We hit up a local seafood restaurant. Yes, Pizza was a consideration or even Chinese take out, but we decided to keep it classy for a Sunday – even though we sat in a two-seater booth, drinking water from a plastic cup watching the flicker of a bunch of flat screens in the dining room.

We went to Restaurant Rayan on Cote des Neiges, a spot that hasn’t been around all that long, however, every time I’ve driven by, the place is full. We went in and found out what the fuss was all about; at the back of the restaurant there is a market fridge and ice table, packed to the brim with fresh seafood.

IMPORTANT:
The procedure is as follows. When you walk through the door, head directly to the back of the restaurant to where you’ll proceed to pick out your seafood and side dishes and cooking method. They’ll give you a number and you give that to a waiter. You’ll be seated and once you’re ready to pay, you bring your table marker to the cash and pay at the counter. We figured this out as we were standing there watching people bustle around as though we were living out a scene from The Time Machine.

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Our first side was a salad. Really fresh and tasty. It was topped with fresh herbs, and in the end, it was still salad… however laced with something because my dad killed it, and he doesn’t like vegetables unless they’re covered in Chinese oyster sauce.

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Second side was fried potato wedges. It arrived hot and practically sizzling, the protective layer of oil and batter acted as insulation to keep the potatoes hot… I also suspect these things had a hand in plugging up that well in the Gulf of Mexico too.

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We started with the 26-30 extra-large shrimps sauteed in butter and garlic. The chef was so generous with the garlic and butter, the shrimps could have been resurrected with the amount of liquid it was swimming in. Also, there wasn’t enough bread in the world to sop up what was left on the plate after we were done with the shrimp.

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Then we had the fresh fried calamari, served with cocktail sauce and tartar sauce. Lightly battered, the squid was perfectly cooked and tender; no chewing on lobster-pincher rubber-bands.

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Row upon row of fresh fish, it was hard to choose just one; we picked a medium sized pink-snapper. We were extremely impressed at the quality and freshness of the fish. My dad said that the turnover rate is so high, the fish never has time to go bad, by the time the fishie gets comfortable on ice, someone’s already picked it. We asked for it to be grilled, fried will be the option the next time I go back.

Restaurant Rayan is definitely a spot I’ll be returning to in the near future. The service was a bit shaky – I attribute it to their ordering and serving system, but it’s not anything that can’t be easily fixed, no points deducted. The garnish (Za’atar) that found its way stop of all our dishes was undoubtedly Mediterranean/middle eastern, the distinct taste of parsley, nutmeg, oregano and other aromatic spices highlighted all the flavors nicely. A lot of people are weary of seafood, and that’s only because of the associated smell. When seafood is fresh, it doesn’t smell fishy, and Restaurant Rayan’s catch is so fresh that when they went to sleep the night before, it didn’t know it was going to meet me the next day.

Restaurant Rayan
6080 chemin de la Cote-des-Neiges
514-735-6866
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I went back with my dad, as he was already looking forward to it before we paid the bill the last time. Order was almost the same except for these exceptions:

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Instead of the potatoes we opted for the rice. Fluffy and buttery, the rice was a great filler, its reality was heightened by the fact that I drizzled the garlic butter over top of it.

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We had the snapper fried this time. I found it to be a bit dry, but loved the fact that the meat sealed itself to the skin and was able to eat large sections of this fish as it’s classical counterpart: a chip… a large fish chip… amazing.

October 25, 2010 0 comments
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LavalReviews

I don’t often eat eggs, but when I do, they’re poached. – Allo Mon Coco

by Jason October 14, 2010
written by Jason

What’s better than waking up and receiving a message on MSN being asked out and treated to for breakfast? Maybe if it was some hot chick who was indebted to me for something, but no, it was my homie, my brother from another mother, who was up before the butt-crack of noon and was ready to eat. I made my way to to Laval to a usual breakfast spot nestled next to a dep and a nail salon in a neighborhood strip-mall, Allo mon Coco.

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My buddy had the steak and eggs. It was 11:30 when we ate so I guess it was borderline acceptable to have steak for “breakfast” and not drive a Ford pickup and have an affinity for country music. Served with a side of their “famous” potatoes, he ordered his eggs over-easy to accompany the 8 oz sirloin. I probably should mention the lonely looking tomatoes I guess they threw on to each your conscience of having a summer barbeque item for when you break your fast. Steak was cooked to a medium-rare and seasoned with pepper; it was obviously cooked on the flattop and took on a peculiar falvor.

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I had the “Copenhagen.” Two poached eggs sitting on an English muffin atop of smoked salmon covered in a Hollandaise sauce. It’s served with a side of fresh fruits and their “famous*” potatoes, gratinée.

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I don’t often eat eggs, but when I do, they’re poached. The secret to cooking the perfect poached egg, is under cooking the already under-cooked egg, so that by the end of your meal, the golden richness that is the yolk is still runny and not cooked to a powder in the whites.

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I took them up on the offer of potatoes a la gratinée. I was offered either cheddar or swiss, I opted for the ying-yang version; perfect harmony of melty cheesy goodness on top of grilled and herby potatoes. They even included the burnt bits – as a result of cooking the potatoes on a flattop – the crispy pieces are the BEST.

Allo mon coco, is opened through lunch and into the afternoon. On the breakfast side of the menu you’ll find simple and solid dishes and meals, they’re obviously doing something right as there is usually a lineup five deep at the door. The menu is practically a carbon copy of a carbon copy of a carbon copy of most breakfast places. You would need and algorithm to find the different combinations of your staple breakfast items, Allo mon Coco is armed with an equation that’s coming close to solving the age old question, “what should I have for breakfast?” Eggs, crepes, bacon, OR eggs, crepes, SAUSAGE, and potatoes… coffee, tea, or juice… smoothie?

Allo Mon Coco
239a Samson
Laval-Ouest
450-969-4653
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October 14, 2010 0 comments
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DowntownReviews

Smoking isn’t always necessarily bad – Le Boucan – UPDATED.

by Jason October 7, 2010
written by Jason

I’m good.

Watching the leaves change color and trying to deny the fact that it will inevitably get colder, I’m trying to cling on any reminisce of summer I can and refute the idea of the imminent winter; kind of like when you start to get that little stuffy feeling in your nose, your throat gets a bit itchy, and then you try to convince everyone who’s dodging your cough like the plague, that’s you’re NOT sick. This explains my quest for barbeque in October that doesn’t require me to stand in the cold tending to a rack. I’ve been reading about this new smoke house making some noise in Little Burgundy called Le Boucan and I decided to check it out.

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We looked over the menu and decided on our choices with some help from the waitress, which was kind of hard as everything seemed interesting, especially the “Boucan Nachos”. Normally the thought of nachos isn’t really synonymous with the idea of southern bbq.

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I asked what the nachos were all about and was informed that it was topped with smoked chicken. I was skeptical… Pff, oh yeah, topping it with smoked chicken is going to justify nachos being on a smokehouse menu, kind of like the cocktail wieners in a Chinese buffet table; just because they’re sitting in a pool of soy sauce, does not rationalize them as being “Chinese”… I was wrong.

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The chicken was complimented with a grilled tomato salsa; extremely sweet, the smoke really brought the natural sugars and caramelized the tfomatoes well. The chicken was sweet and savory as well, I can totally picture it as a kick-ass chicken salad sandwich.

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I had the half rack of pork ribs. All mains come with two sides; I chose the fries and coleslaw from the list that included, potato salad, and a green salad. The ribs are smoked and then basted while finished off on the grill. The sauce is an apparent Kansas-tomato based sauce, sweet and deep in richness and flavor. This particular rack had a great bark, however, I found it to be a bit on the lean side.

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The red cabbage slaw was a great compliment to the robust and thick flavor or the ribs and sauce. It had a nice tang from the vinegar that cut through everything and the crispness of the cabbage added nice texture to your bite.

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My friend had the “5-napkin burger”, right when I read the name I knew it was going to be a big ‘ol sloppy burger that would need five napkins (duh) to cleanup the evidence of the innocent slaughter of a helpless burger. So to test their claim, I bugged my friend by lining up five napkins she was allowed to use.

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A hearty beef patty topped with a slice of pork, the burger was drenched in a sweet and tangy Alabama based barbeque sauce. Real juicy and a nice size, the burger was definitely as messy as we anticipated. It should also be mentioned that the fries were called “Cajun fries”; dusted with salt, pepper and smoked cayenne pepper added a little zing to what normally would be regular fresh fried-fries.

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Her side was the potato salad. The potatoes were firm and still had a bit to them, a nice change to mushy potato salads that usually find its way to my plate. The dressing was light and fragrant in dill, this tater salad was refreshing.

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Coincidently, Le Boucan was on the Food Network’s new show “The Opener” featuring Chef David Adjey, their airing date is October 12 – according to the Food Network’s website. It’ll be interesting to see the behind-the-scene footage and the “making of” Le Boucan and the process they went through to open the place and to see if they’ve stuck to Chef Adjey’s advice.

Le Boucan is a great addition to the up and coming neighborhood, we all know when you’re shopping for antiques, one might get hit with a barbeque craving and Le Boucan is there to calm the storm. As they’ve only been open a few months, there are a few things I’m sure they are ironing out and really not worth mentioning here. So if you’re looking for a barbeque fix and there’s white stuff falling from the sky, follow the smoke trail here.

Le Boucan – Smokehouse
1886 Notre-Dame West.
514-439-4555
http://www.leboucan.com
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p.s. My friend faced the challenge and defied the name – she only used three of the five napkins while eating her burger… but to her discredit, she only finished half the burger… haha.

p.p.s Here’s the link to the recent Food Channel’s “The Opener” episode featuring Le Boucan. Search the video section for the episode.

October 7, 2010 3 comments
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Parc ExtensionReviews

The summer heat isn’t enough – Restaurant Punjab Palace

by Jason August 10, 2010
written by Jason

I like any place that has a permanent vinyl sign plastered to their windows indicating that they have air conditioning inside. More appreciated when it’s summer and you’re about to stuff your face with spicy Indian food. With the plethora of Indian restaurants peppering Parc-Ex’s section of Jean Talon, it’s tough to decide where to get your Karuvaattu kozhambu on. My friend and I were talking about Indian food and she said promised to take me to her favorite place. Being led by the nose, we found ourselves at Punjab Palace.

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We started with the Samosas. The wrap wasn’t overly thick, it was glistening, crispy and extremely hot (probably because they were fresh from the deep fryer – duh.) Delectable pillows of peas and potatoes, herby and spicy and tasted wonderful with the tangy, sweet tamarind sauce or Cilantro chutney.

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Next up was the vegetable pakoras. Fried vegetable fritters, crispy on the outside, soft and chewy inside. It was light and fluffy, definitely different from the kind I’ve had before, but great nonetheless. It was comparable to a Japanese takoyaki… besides the fact that it isn’t Japanese… or made with octopus or covered in a soy-mirin sauce, other than that it was practically the same.

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As to my friend’s suggestion, we ordered the butter chicken. The chicken was still tender and juicy, and quite flavorful. The sauce was smooth and silky and finished off with a swirl of fresh cream; remained OFF my shirt. I have a really bad tendency to wear white while eating anything that can get messy, not intentionally of course. It just happens on it own… kind of like destiny.

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Next was the Rogan josh… and no, not Joe’s brother. Lamb in a spicy cream sauce, this dish packs a little bit of a punch. As with the chicken, the meat was not overcooked and still retained its moisture. The ratio of cream to spice was great; it toned down the heat just enough so you can taste the herbs and spices without having it so spicy that you spend most of your meal blowing your nose.

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Social protocol states that drinking sauce through a straw is not acceptable, no matter how delicious it is. Ergo the naan bread and basmati rice. The perfect sopping vessels for sauce to mouth transportation.

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Punjab Palace also has really great lunch specials (excluding Mondays), however, the regular menu spoke to us that day, in English no less. With such vibrant and colorful tastes, Punjab Palace makes a sunny summer afternoon even brighter.

Restaurant Punjab Palace
920 Jean Talon
514-495-4075
www.punjabpalace.ca
*Bring your own wine

August 10, 2010 2 comments
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