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| - The best service I've felted in Toronto. The waitress was a pro (like a ninja); disappearing the menus, empties, and appearing the dishes so graciously, that it felted like a presentation.
The patio was funny. It made me feel that we were invited to some awkward neighbour's barbecue. They have begonias... A pink plastic flamingo, and a back door. The seats could use a cushion, but I liked the general vibe.
The white wine from New Zealand was incredibly fruity and fresh, zesty, aromatic, and smooth. It conjugated perfectly the salty flavours of the oysters, and exalted the citrus and details of the octopus salad.
I would advise everyone to challenge their palates with the octopus salad. It had extra thin slices of the best octopus I've tried (jelly, smoky, crunchy and fresh at the same time). Piquillo peper, green extra firm olives, chorizo, crunchy chickpeas, arugula, small, bulbs of tangerine or clementines, greens, and a really complex dressing... Sublime
The raw today was salmon. It looked so coralline, shiny, and clean, that it could be used on one of Anthony Bourdain's shows. Watch out sushi places...
The scallops came with chubby cuscus, rapini, baby neck clams, green roasted succulent chillies!!! And those scallops where magnifique!!!! Extraordinary!!!
I finished all the fries without regret. Who could resist some perfect hand cut stripes; crispy but soft insides, and home made ketchup/aioli sauce. Nobody wants to feel like a potato without homemade ketchup right?
Want to conquer a girl? Take her for a burger and desert here, don't judge her while she disappears everything, and just watch her enjoying while you tell her you love her appetite.
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