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| - About a quarter-century ago Flavor Flav popularized the admonition, "Don't believe the hype."
It is an edict to which I almost always subscribe.
But on a night in August, Au Pied de Cochon pounded us into submission with a pork-tastic onslaught so forceful and convincing that there was no doubt: We were compelled to believe the hype, at least on this occasion.
The excellence starts right away, because PDC's bread and butter is about the best I've had in a long time: crusty, chewy, delicous. This could be a meal in its own right. Why isn't all bread like this?
We started with the pickled tongue, which is a steal at $4.00. Pig's tongues are surprisingly large, but this was also tender and flavorful (lightly seared, I think), with just enough vinegar edge to amp it up a bit more without getting cloying.
Flav's dictum came into play only once. We also ordered one of PDC's most-hyped items, the fois gras poutine. It was a little warmed-over and limpid, if still very tasty. Hat-tip to our server, though, for recommending a half portion, which was not even indicated on the menu and which was plenty reasonable in size
I got the "Melting Pot" as an entree, which basically amounts to a PDC sampler (there is too much great stuff on the menu to choose from!): basically a thick stew of pork chop, pork belly, blood sausage, and another housemade saugage, and a rich gravy that resulted in the best mashed potatoes I've ever had. Only complaint about this was that the pork chop was just a little on the tough side, but otherwise this dish was mouthwateringly rich, simple, and great.
Wife got the head cheese plate, which, if recall correctly, was served on thin layers of perfectly cooked gratined potatoes and was also terrific.
I had slightly worried that the atmosphere at Pied de Cochon might be a bit loutish and douche-ified, given its relative slickness, high profile, hype from certain TV personalities, et cetera. But in the 7-9PM time slot we were there, it was merely pleasantly lively, with a good mix of folks both age-wise and culturally, and the space was a both cozier and more appealing than I thought it might have been.
At only about $120 with tax and tip (and a couple of beers each), very reasonably priced for an experience of the sort you won't find at many other places in North America.
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