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| - DO NOT MISS THIS PLACE! This is one of the best bistros ever. My husband found it (again, thanks, fellow Yelpers!). I was suffering from hypothermia and hunger when we entered the establishment, so they could have served me a bologna sandwich and a PBR and I wouldn't have complained (that's a lie, I totally would have, but I am prone to hyperbole).
To begin, the beer selection is worldly and totally fits every single taste. Our bartender was super knowledgeable, we loved spending the afternoon with him. Yes, afternoon, stop judging, it was effing cold, there was basketball on TV, we made our imprints on the bar stools and stimulated the local economy. I had the Mort Subite cherry lambic, divinely sour-sweet brew, as well as a few others, some Belgium, some Canada beers.
And I've saved the best for last - the food. We both had the hog-wild pizza. I've eaten my fair share of pizza, even considering I hate cheese and have to look like a weird-o each time I order with no cheese, but this one, hands-down was the best pizza I've ever had, and my cheese-loving, pizza connoisseur life partner wholeheartedly agreed. The crust was cooked perfectly, great flavor, crisp outer texture, chewy inside. And the toppings - WOW, perfect ratio, three different types of pig, all distinctly different but harmonious, filled up every square inch, and the BBQ sauce was the right portion, and the right balance of sweet-salty-acidic. I was so sad when my food was over. I will dream about that pizza for years to come. I also decided to have a mid-afternoon snack of the Belgian Frites - cooked in beef and duck fat - oooh yes, real fries, cooked in animal fat, the way nature intended, and homemade mayo and ketchup.
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