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| - Out for a bite with a friend and decided to try the resto despite the odd moniker (tortoise flapjacks/mystery nuggets?). Came for the Muskoka grill and a rustic vibe, but left feeling cold.
ATMOSPHERE
Like an upscale Kelsey's or Jack Astors, the palce has oodles of room. Bar area with high tables, high booths; seating area with lots of booths. Décor includes fireplaces random bits of fake birch logs, check check, shiny rustic look, check. Good for groups to watch the game, dinner with family, even good for a date.
FOOD
As per the usual for a resto like this, vaguely Italian with fried food, some tacos and random 'exotic' influences like butter chicken and bison meatloaf. Being a health nerd and it being late, I went for a salad. I will say now, there is little I hate worse than a lazy salad at a restaurant. Iceberg lettuce with 1/6th of a green bell pepper and a flake or two of nut and cheese? Salad purgatory, table for one, please.
I ordered the field greens. Not eighth level of hell bad, but it wasn't good. Iceberg or romaine? Couldn't tell. Didn't care. Boring in taste and appearance, despite toppings of beets, sunflower seeds, shredded carrots and cherry tomatoes. Chincy portions on the topping as well. Not worth my $8.99.
SERVICE
This was where the experience really fell flat for us. My friend's salad (looking equally lackluster) came with a sad piece of salmon on top, which upon an adventurous slice, was very undercooked. Nearly raw. Our server, having been flagged down (after trying insincerely to upsell my order with drinks), apologized then said ' oh we'll just throw it back on the grill for you'. Um, ok. Then she comes back with a small plate, asks my friend to help her put just the salmon on it, which she does, then she takes it away. Ten minutes later she returns with the sad piece of salmon, which is now cooked. At the end, we waited for 20 minutes trying to find her so we could leave, then when she reappeared she messed up my friend's bill. Extremely disappointing with no effort to make amends.
LOCATION
Close to the 404 exit on 16th between Woodbine and Leslie, it is a thick nest of traffic lights away from my east Markham home, but an easy ride up the highway from the city core. Not visible easily from 16th , look for the Fraticelli sign instead.
OVERALL
Not going back, unless it's a group thing someone else is organizing!
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