Being a Montreal transplant, I KNOW good poutine (pronounced Poo-Tin NOT Poo-Teen btw).
While Toronto has made an amazing effort to recreate the delicious goodness, generally I would rather eat sweaty socks than what this city tries to pass off as the most magical dish in the Country.
And then along came Poutini's. Quite possible the best place in Southern Ontario for Poutine, and so close to the Montreal "blueprint", that when I close my eyes I can almost hear the Franglish and smell that intoxicating Quebecois aroma of cigarettes and Labatt 50.
Unlike that other poutine place, Poutini's sticks with the classics (also available in vegetarian) and doesn't try and buy your love with ridiculous concoctions. They don't need to.
And so Poutini's House of Poutine, I salute you and Thank You for your authenticity and most importantly your awesomeness. May the curd be with you.