Maybe it was the booze. Maybe it was being surrounded by adults and eating Chinese food for every single meal that the 5 of us went a little nuts when we found Smoke's. We weren't sure when we'd get another non asian meal. The line at 2:30 am was long ... the women in line were loose. The men - normally who'd step aside and offer a drink to perky C cups and stiletto's didn't tolerate anyone cutting in line. Don't mess with a man focused on poutine.
We ordered the original, the Montreal (with pickles) and the pulled pork that had pulled pork and bacon . The latter was by far the best ... though all of them were pretty tasty. At 2:30 am, you can't go wrong with fries drenched in cheese curds, gravy and meat.