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| - Remember that time I dreamt of going to poutine heaven? - WELL I FOUND IT IN REAL LIFE!!
I'd love to jump out of the gate raving about the poutine, but like anything you gotta save the best for last - so I'll start at the beginning. We were heading to the Fairy Tales Festival and wanted to try something close by. Sure enough the good ol' Yelp map popped up the Brasserie Kensington to which I started reading. Good reviews, good poutine, Wendy's a fan...ok - I'll try it. We show up and they're full. However, an awesome looking chick with BRIGHT RED HAIR and shocking lipstick gave us a table for an overdue reso which was perfect. The place isn't huge, it's quite quaint really with nice big front windows and an eating bar as well. I quickly looked around to notice that everyone was attractive (distracting much!!) and the clientele was a huge mixture in ages but everyone looked like they had money and nice clothes. The adorable waitress came by to offer water and take drink orders and of course explain a couple specials. The wine menu was pretty decent and the prices were definitely in a good range. A delicious Malbec was ordered.
I perused the menu - and I was lost. How could I choose? So many unique and weird burgers, so many deliciously described sandwiches and of course a large insert of 6-8 ridic looking poutines. I already knew at this point I would have to come back soon. "House made onion rings" sat on the table next to me - and it literally took the inner strength of Superman to not take one (especially considering it was two women and they were "full". Pffttt..FIT THEM IN). Waitress returns and we place our orders. I have the hanger steak with peppercorn sauce and poutine on the side - OF COURSE. My cohort in crime ordered the Croque-Madame (which sounds very reminiscent of a drag name) with an extra egg on top. Shortly after ordering another table is delivered a full poutine which is MASSIVE and drenched in delicious gravy. Seriously, if I make it to my meal without eating someone else's I'll be a superstar. (Note: I was particularly hungry before arriving).
The meal arrives and it's a far cry from good. It's pretty fantastic. My steak was really, really good and the sauce was delicious. The side of green beans were brilliant green and crunchy. But what ev's..the POUTINE IS WHERE IT WAS AT. It was the basic version, nothing fancy (start small right). The duck fat fries were the best I might have ever had. Perfect cut size and perfect brown. THE cheese was soo good and melty and the gravy was the best in my life. I don't know how they made it or why it's different, but it was. I couldn't even focus on where I was. I had been transported to the poutine heaven of my dreams. A meal well played Brasserie K. The Croque-Madame across me was actually quite pretty and attractive looking and it went down very good as well. The bread was fresh and toasty and the mound of thin sliced ham with grainy mustard and fried eggs. It was a sandwich very well served.
Service throughout was also at a high standard with water filled every 3 minutes and follow-ups done on everything. Quick watch check and its 15 minutes to the movie - WE CAN SQUEEZE IN DESSERT. I order a lemon curd tart that was in a buttery delicious shell with a really tart and delicious curd (that I was told later contained tequila). Who knew. Across the table was a peanut butter ice cream served on a chocolate terrine - picture dense, mixture of chocolates and very rich. In a great way. The bill was paid (note here that the price points are actually that of a food chain like Moxies or Joeys and not overly inflated for any reason, which was nice to see) and we had to jet - movie starts in three minutes.
We had a great experience and were brought to a poutine land I need to revisit. Similar to Mario World 4 - I wanted a super inflated huge poutine that my super inflated belly could enjoy. I shall see you again Brasserie K. Well done this time.
http://brasseriekensington.com/menus/
*Photos posted of meals
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