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| - My husband and I were engaged in Montreal, and the first night we were ever there as a couple (seven years ago), we decided to head off to dinner Vieux-Port Steakhouse. It was close to our hotel and I remember we were starving. To make a long story short, we never had the chance to actually eat there because moments after we sat down, I passed out. I was probably just hungry and tired, but I ended up just wanting to head back to the hotel. Dinner there never happened that night. . . but we made sure that it did our first night in Montreal this past weekend!
I had scoped out the menu before just to make sure there were some options for vegan, gluten-free me. It was more important for me to actually go to this restaurant for sentimental purposes rather than for the food, so I was pretty content to just get some sort of salad and maybe a few sides. Since the menu did feature a vegan salad and some sides I could work with, I was totally content with my options.
We arrived and had no trouble being seated immediately (we did make a reservation), despite the fact it was super busy. We decided to order our food all at once since we were starving at this point.
I ordered a house mesclun salad with a Dijon dressing. As far as salads go, it was pretty unimpressive--just some lettuce and onions basically, but at least the dressing was tasty!
I also devoured a side of garlic spinach. It was really flavorful and cooked perfectly.
Of course, French fries were a must. Unfortunately, they were pretty bad--they tasted like they were frozen and they were a bit overcooked. Oh, and they came out cold.
As expected, the vegan and gluten-free food options they served were pretty mediocre, but again, we went there for sentimental reasons, not for the food. My husband did enjoy his steak though, so at least the steak was good, given the fact it was a steakhouse!
The service, on the other hand, was excellent, and most importantly, the time we spent there together, reminiscing, was priceless! I would go back there in a heartbeat--if only to re-live the night I fainted in a restaurant, only to become engaged moments later.
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