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| - My last meal in Montreal did not rhyme with wooteen sadly, but it did feature a firey fish and chips number from this fine establishment.
This part of town looks as if it recently came into some money, so it has a more posh exterior than the rest of Montreal, and while it lacks that North American Euro anytown look and feel so pervasive in the rest of the city, I kind of like it. It's clean, well maintained, and pretty quiet.
But, enough about that...onto the food! The fish was fried expertly, with a crisp finish and flaky interior. The chips were fat, plump and greased up just so to give off that perfect glisten. I had the poisson du mois, which is not only fun to say, but also fun to eat. This particular mois featured a sole with jerk batter that gave the fish a wee bit of kick.
I also love the origin story of the place that is on the menu, on the wall, and even on the paper in the basket, below the fish and chips.
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