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| - Imagine you're on a plane descending rapidly and the runway is nowhere to be found...that was my dining experience at the Vic. If you're scared of heights or have a fear of flying, just stop reading.
This meal was an unequivocal disaster. I'd been eating out a lot in my first month in Toronto and was craving some green vegetables, so I thought, aha, I'll order a salad. Oops, wrong move...
I ordered a mixed greens salad with bleu cheese and nuts in a balsamic vinaigrette and my friend ordered the fish and chips. The waiter was training a new waitress, so we had tag-team service....promising prompt delivery of a pitcher of average beer. The waitstaff team approaches with our food and then the waiter notices something and says, "wait, I brought the wrong salad, your food went to the other table." So, we wait and alas, he also took the fish and chips with him. Well, the fish and chips went on holiday for about 10 minutes to a countertop while my new salad was prepared.
The waitstaff return with fish and chips and "correct" salad in tow....but I'm a bit puzzled as I can only find spinach and no bleu cheese or walnuts in my dish (inside joke: yes Sam M., I ordered something with walnuts.) Meanwhile I notice an intense fishy smell from my friend's now very soggy fish and chips. Upon asking the waiter about my salad, he said, "Oh, we were running low on mixed greens, so I just opened a bag of spinach." Aha, so now i have the image of the waiter taking a sad bag of spinach from the fridge and dumping it in a bowl....why did I go out for dinner again? Why didn't he just ask if I wanted something different when he had none of the ingredients for the salad I'd ordered. I did thankfully manage to finagle a thimble of bleu cheese and walnuts from the waiters.
Life is full of regrets, and one of mine is definitely eating at the Vic...yet again, I have to ask how pubs in prime locations can get away with serving expensive, yet terrible food. Tell me Toronto, where do I find good pub food?
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