It's 4am on a lat June day. The sky is beginning to light up over the pool where I'm paddling around after a BBQ night that has run into the wee hours.
We're hungry again. The only thing that can sate that midnight hunger is greasy pizza and greasier poutine. You don't even know, if you think Como's is greasy now, their pizza used to be so moist the cheese would actually slide off as you cut it. It was hectic, son. A braver time, for braver men.
The quality is consistent, and you're looking at a generous helping with a relatively dry crust and a great selection of fresh toppings.
And their poutine happens to be my favorite in town. A very classic, basic poutine done right without any unnecessary adulterants or accoutrements.
Simple and original.