Descent poutine but my waitress was a miserable soul with "gimme your damn order with no questions and rescue me from this horrific job" kinda person. I picked the right day to come here I guess. We all have our bad days ha? But dang girl, we really don't wanna know about it.
Wanted to ask a couple questions on their menu before ordering but the lady wasn't really in the mood to answer, impatient and wearing a poker face. Short and curt answers with a bit of extra salt. Ooookk, hurry Harry, place the damn order already!
This is the best memory I'll have of this place. it's your typical fast food greasy grub place with a good two decade old decor, nothing special but hey you get a bit of salty attitude if you pick the right day for that. That's ok, the poutine I had was good at least; well, could've made a better decision ordering another sauce had the waitress had 30 seconds for my questions. So there, take my 3 stars and put a poster with my picture at the entrance saying I'm banned to enter here for life :)