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| - Let me start by saying this is my first review, so please go easy on me. The fact that it's taken me this long to sign up and share is criminal, as I've had the privilege of experiencing some of Toronto's finest over the 3 years I've lived here. In any event, I'll try to make up for lost time with a flurry of accurate and intriguing commentaries! Now, on to Prohibition Gastrohouse...
I'd heard about Prohibition before, but completely forgot about it until a spontaneous weekday stroll through Leslieville on Thursday, May 3rd. Traveling with 2 other nouveau Torontonians, the "East" (i.e. everything east of Yonge) has always been the final frontier in terms of exploring the city; no longer, I say, as Prohibition definitely whetted an appetite for this vibrant neighbourhood.
AMBIANCE:
The layout of Prohibition is unique in that it forms a horseshoe around a central bar area. I'm not sure whether this is a positive or not, but I did find it impeded flow somewhat and created a barrier between the two sides of the establishment. That aside, it definitely had a homely feel, and the desired atmosphere of a welcoming, comfortable "public house" was attained. Numerous flat screens were well within view for those wanting to catch a glimpse of the game. Lastly, my friends and I discovered that the beer tap on top of the seat back is not merely decorative, but in fact functional for those parties wishing to purchase a keg of their own! How inspiring...
DRINK:
A wide selection of beers ranging from local microbrew, European standards, and hipster favourites awaits. The cocktail list offers something for everyone, and keeps pace with the current trend in speakeasy mixology. As for wine - although I didn't spend a huge amount of time examining the list, they appeared to have a good variety at a wide range of price points.
FOOD:
Here's where Prohibition sets itself apart from the other higher end pub/gastropub/gastrohouse establishments. Their menu is rich and unabashedly heavy, with essentially everything being cooked in duck fat. Realizing this, we started with some lighter items: first up, oysters, which were nothing out of the ordinary, with the standard sauces and horseradish toppings provided; our second shared item was the chicken liver pate, which unfortunately was a bit heavy on the spread-to-crostini ratio, and was accompanied by a rather blaze compote of sorts. The mains were when things got real, though: I had the "pork butt" sandwich, which included a delightful sweet and succulent piggy component complemented with a couple of artfully smoked cheeses, all pan-fried between what was likely sourdough; my pal had the 25-minute fried chicken, which was sensationally crispy but heavy enough to bump you a weight class in a MMA bout. Had we any room left over, the giant ice cream sandwich being attacked by the 4-year-old to our right would surely have been sampled.
COST:
On the higher side, but you get what you pay for!
SERVICE:
Cheerful, knowledgeable staff answered all our questions and waited on us without delay. They even promptly escorted us back to our original table after our first attempt at leaving was blockaded by the monsoon ravaging the street outside.
Overall, Prohibition left me full and well sated, with the numerous endorphins bathing my body post-meal all telling me it was a good time. Highly recommended!
- B
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