Alright. I am totally supposed to be working on my paper right now (because it’s due in six days and I am at 0/3500 words) BUT I’ve hit writer’s block…
… so of course the obvious thing would be to go write a blog post to get those writing-juices running, write right?
This is out of order too, but I thought, hey, what the heck. I’m sure other people want to read about food because they don’t want to study for exams/write papers/finish labs too, SO dear reader, this is for you =D.
Almost two months ago (time flies so fast. Hello, oldness) J and I went on an excellent food run, somewhat guided by those excellent Urban Spoon reviews and somewhat guided by our stomachs (more the latter than the former, I think).
Our first stop was The Big Cheese Poutinerie! And boy, was it empty when we got there. I think it had something to do with the weekend being the Thanksgiving weekend.
Undaunted by the emptiness, we decided to order anyway. After careful consideration (which means we took turns saying “You order,” “No, you order,” until the other person gave in), we decided to share a small Pigasus. Hit the link for pictures of actual food and not just me dancing like a maniac.
Oh yes. The Pigasus was as delicious as it sounded (like a flying pig, that is).
On the menu, the Pigasus is described as poutine with “shaved grilled chicken breast, double-smoked bacon, baby green peas and caramelized onions,” all for the price of $7.99. I realize that may sound pricey for poutine (especially when you can get poutine from Costco for much less) but the price was worth it. J was dubious about ordering a small at first too, but the portion was enough to make us moderately full, even though we shared a small! Oh man. So delicious. So so delicious.
Would I go there again? Definitely. Was it worth my money? Ohoho, yes it was. I’ll stop drooling now.
Our next stop was some crepe place. Actually, it was Crepe Avenue, located in Kensington. Although it was night, we parked some ways away and decided to run around Kensington for a little bit before ordering crepes. Correction: one crepe. Because one crepe was… un oeuf.
Did you enjoy that =D? I feel my writing-juices starting to run already!
Crepe Avenue felt really tucked away on its spot in Kensington. We had just had poutine (I think I mentioned something about that to you), so we decided to order something sweet. J let me choose (yay!) and we ended up ordering a strawberry chocolate crepe.
The crepe was $6.19; again, a little pricier than, say, the crepes at Market Mall, but these ones were very delicious. I’ve been finding that fast food court-crepes have been getting thicker and thicker, but these were delicately thin and stuffed full of topping. You can’t go wrong with whipped cream, strawberries and chocolate sauce.
Pros: Large portions and ample amounts of toppings on already-delicious potatoes. Hot gravy and fresh curds. Can you say “perfect poutine?”
Cons: Relatively lower reviews on UrbanSpoon downplayed my expectations. I think the trick is to go when there are less people, because that way they’ll pay more attention to making your poutine. Complaints on UrbanSpoon seem more frequent when people go during lunch hour; we went when the restaurant was completely empty and the food was delicious.
Pros: Hot thin crepes that make you feel foreign when you bite into ‘em because no way North American crepes can be this good. That was a terrible sentence, wasn’t it? But the crepe was so good.
Cons: None that I can think of. I guess it seemed a little sketchy since we visited at night (and there were people talking literature and politics at the front of the place; I wouldn’t call them hipsters) but that’s it.
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