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| - It took me a while to make sure I heard the name correctly, but once I knew I had, I knew I would like this place. Does it fit in the neighborhood? I have no idea. Is the food good? Yes. Are the drinks awesome? Yes. Does it look and feel like a place you want to experience, at least, once? Yes. Montreal, don't be party poopers: check this place out and have a good time.
Granted, I came here very near to the soft open (even internationally, I am breaking places in. #bigtime), but I was really pleased what what I saw and tasted. First off, there's a bit of a catwalk to get in to the lounge. Yep. I was sold from that very moment. Any place that requires me to strut has an automatic seal of approval. The inside is clubby and futuristic and sleek and clean and... I dig it. Eating tables have cool seating. Lounge seats are more about form than function but sitting around a party is a bore. Get up. Walk around. Have some fun.
But before you duck lip your night away, it's probably a good idea to eat something. My friend and I devoured the: fig & goat cheese salad (enjoyed even though I detest figs; her order), chicken & waffles (not your big mama's recipe; this is slightly deconstructed and frou-frou but nevertheless delicious; syrup + hot sauce = yum), crab burger (do I need to even say? It's a burger made from crab meat. Yes, you want it), and lox & endive (interesting. salty. tasty. i'd order it again but I think it was an experiment). To drink with our bounty of shared (her idea; I'm an only child virgo) plates, a John Collins (bourbon is almost always a good idea), Hemingway Daiquiri (see John Collins. Sub rum for bourbon in my reasoning), a muddle berry gin drink (experiment; tasty), American-style blonde beer, and a stout. I believe both beers were local, if not house-made. And, after recounting the drink menu, I'm pretty impressed with myself for being able to remember anything *but* drinking at RR.
RR is a party. It might be in your belly. It might be in your pants. Who knows. I don't judge.*
*I lie. I judge ALL the time.
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