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| - There seems to be a shift from rabbit to venison. The winds of change is sweeping through Toronto restaurants, but the storm seems to be at it's very weakest at Tundra.
..haha, get it?
So after figuring out which Hilton this restaurant was located in, we were sat by an overly warm Maitre'D. She knew me by name the moment she saw my arrive from the front doors of the hotel, but disappointingly, that was only because the place was near empty.
I wasn't impressed with the decor, or the seating we were given. It was for dinner, yet she sat my party near the breakfast buffet station.
Our waiter looked like he just got off work from Eddie Bauer.
The menu was limited, and nothing particularly jumped out at me.
I ordered the Bison, and so did my friend. I forgot what we got as the appetizer, but it nearly did just the opposite. It was remarkable that I was still hungry for the entree afterward.
The wine I ordered was amazing, but that's to no credit of anyone other than the winery.
At one point, the waiter tried to convince us that hotel dining is becoming the new trend, as opposed to restaurant dining, because restaurants had to worry about rent as well, so their attention is not fully devoted to the food itself...whereas hotel restaurants don't pay rent..yada yada yada. I think he was looking for an opportunity to practice his English.
Unfortunately for him, he said this in the presence of my Bay Street friend, and we all know how unforgiving that breed of yuppies can be.
I thought she was going to bite the waiter's head off.
I'm not impressed.
Tundra, whatever storm they're cooking up, it is still unremarkably a hotel restaurant.
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