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| - I lived on Ossington and passed this joint over a hundred times. I never gave it a second thought, as it always seemed like a sketchy bar where old drunks go to die. One time a month ago my boyfriend and I were in the neighbourhood and my blood sugar was dangerously low enough to kill someone, so we popped into Frankie's as a means to avoid homicide and wet our whistles.
We ordered the pulled pork poutine and a cobb salad. To kid ourselves of making healthy choices, we substituted the regular fries for sweet potat'er ones (which wasn't a bad choice, by the way). I was shocked by how solid, good the food is there. The salad was abundant and fresh, with good portions of everything. Caesars are practically perfect for $5, with a pickled string bean instead of celery! Yum!
The poutine had just enough gravy and cheese and didn't skimp on the juicy pork. "This is the first time I've seen you actually satisfied by a poutine," my boyfriend said as I rammed a dripping forkful into my obliging maw.
When I went back a second time, I ordered the tex-mex burger. Again, enough guacamole and cheese and fixins. The patty was the way I like dem thighs, THICK. Homemade fries...no more words necessary. You get what you pay for and they aren't over-ambitious with their style. It's classic and it's good.
Due to popularity and convenience I had been to The Lakeview one too many benders. Cram that place and the kitchen gets overworked and sloppy. Pork gets dry. Burgers aren't so friendly. Next time you're thinking diner food in the hood, give this place a try.
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