I entered this fine establishment very late on a Wednesday and was delighted to see a band entertaining the patrons as they enjoyed micro brews and wore funny glasses on their faces. I found a secluded, quiet section to sit and ordered the poutine. My goodness, fellow readers this dish is something extraordinary.
Never have I tasted something so incredible. I even took a picture of it with my smart phone - an act I find disgusting and inexcusable. After finishing my poutine I said to the server "Bring me another dish good sir!". He ignored me. My check came and as I strolled out I realized the band had stopped playing and C'est What had Leonard Cohen playing on the stereo.
It was 1AM, I was full and feeling unstoppable. The next day I had a horrendous stomach ache...