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| - So I'm a girl from England who'd never had this smoked meat/barbecue stuff before I met my American boyfriend. Since I am also Jack Spratt's wife, I have loved every last morsel of flavourful meat in this category that I have tasted.
I was hesitant about trying Blackstrap as the reviews are somewhat mixed. However, some barbecue seemed like just the ticket on a wet, slushy end-of-the-world night, when I had nothing in my fridge.
He had the beef brisket with greens, and I had the pork with fries, and we shared. It was all moist and tasty, with burnt bits. The fries were also very flavourful and not too crispy or too soft. We particularly appreciated the slaw, which was nicely tart as opposed to the sweet stuff that Montrealers seem to prefer. Neither of us felt the need to add sauce to our meat - unadulterated seemed the best way to experience the flavour spectrum on offer. We washed it down with Black cherry and Ginger beer.
We sat at the bar, watching the guys prepare orders. The chicken looked super moist and tender too. Unfortunately they were out of ribs. (FYI, this was a Friday, a little before 8pm.) We'll definitely try the burnt-ends poutine next time.
The decor is simple but effective, with two tables with benches that could probably seat 8 per table. Otherwise there's the wall bar and the main bar. There's music that fits the fare, and it's loud enough to listen to but not so loud, it's intrusive. The staff/owners were friendly and helpful, and the overall experience certainly made us want to visit again.
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