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| - My friend and I were plopping through Montréal one night, and I say plopping because he convinced me to eat poutine from this touristy crank shaft (see my review for Montréal Poutine), feeling really sick and wanting to just chill. I suggested Divan Orange because we got lost and it was the only thing that I could see and it was cold. Why anyone who is not a penguin or polar bear, or the Penguin, or perhaps someone hiding in a polar bear suit stalking penguins would live in Montréal is beyond me. As plopping takes a lot of effort, we stopped by.
Granted, we were only there for about an hour and we didn't stay for the live shows, but it was really chill (not chill like how cold it was but in the sense that it wasn't not chill). My friend also suggested to try a full pitcher of sangria...in a dive bar...to split between two people. It was not great, but I feel like it is my fault for going along with this plan to drink wine and fruit in a dark dive bar who probably only offers sangria ironically, or because it's the best thing to wash down poutine, or because people from Montréal are weird, or all of the above, or a combination of some of them but not all. A and B but not C kinda stuff ;)
I would recommend this for a place to be cozy and hang, play pool, not eat poutine, and drink $5 PBR. Despite the sign's suggestion, $5 (even fake Canadian play money) is not a deal for a PBR, even a tall boy.
I also had a beer there (don't worry not PBR), and it was p. good. I like the vibes of this place. Should I ever saunter to Montréal again, I'd go back most likely, I'm not sure, I'm not a soothsayer, I don't think I've said a single sooth in my life.
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