A tiny luncheonette with an eye-catchingly blue exterior and a few tricks up its sleeve. Inside it's little more than a counter with a few other seats around it--room maybe 20 in total. I came here for the poutine, but noticed they also serve borscht, so I got that as an appetizer.
The borscht was more a creamy soup than the hearty vegetable soup you might be expecting, and it was beautifully beety.
The poutine was... poutine. The fries were fresh--I saw them fried in front of me on the opposite side of the counter--and were offered with an optional salad on the side, which I got and which made me feel better about eating this for dinner. It was good but I think on the topic of poutine, no matter how fresh and well-received by others, I have a heretical opinion: I prefer New Jersey disco fries.
Other details:
- A fellow down the counter from me got an amazing-looking burger platter--it seemed like four burgers, not exactly small, on a plate, with some salad. This was eaten by one man. I liked him immediately. I wished I'd ordered this platter instead of my poutine.
- It's a teeny place, again, not fine dining and maybe not a place to take a first date, but it's got charm, and the folks working behind the counter are young and exude happiness. Anyway, it was nice to sit here a while.