This was the poutine king during past visits, and I was happy for them to be noted as the most authentic in a New Yorker article about poutine after my first visit years ago. But it seems to have gone south. This time, the fries were greasier and soggy. The gravy had a nice flavor, but it was just lukewarm, and the cheese curds remained cold clumps between the not so great fries and lukewarm gravy. I like the size of the place and its vibe, and the servings are generous, but this visit was disappointing. As others here have pointed out, maybe my issue was that I was sober - but I've had better here before.