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| - During warmer days (or rather evenings), this place is bustling. It kinda reminds me of that show "Happy Days": teens of every level of puberty, tattooed bearded leathery guys on motorcycles, dudebros in muscle cars. Music, mosquitoes, and hormones. Quite nostalgic.
Well tonight wasn't one of those nights. It was a cold autumn eve, the big orange ball was attached to one of those indoor enclosures, the benches were empty, and there were maybe 7 cars in the parking lot. The dog days of November, when snow could arrive any moment, and "ain't nobody got time for that!"
Well, I missed me some Orange Julep. It was one of the first "welcome to Montreal" places my friends took me to when I first visited. And for this one brisk evening, I figured why not.
The poutine here is good when it wants to be, and the orange julep is one of those beverages that you drink endlessly but probably don't wanna ask what it's made out of. I also usually get a hot dog all dressed, and while I don't quite understand putting hot dogs inside folded slices of bread (as opposed to... hot dog buns!), it actually tastes just fine. In fact, the bread is a little on the grilled/crispy side, which is a pleasant change.
All in all, Orange Julep is a historical establishment that keeps it simple and old school. But for the total experience, better to come through during the summer.
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