3 peat

I wasn't really sure what Friday would become. Been so nice the last while, its pretty much only been about grills. However...............

Made plans for dinner at this little eastside spot. Nice, fresh, homemade, Italian. Pizza and prosecco night basically. Really this spot isn't the type for romancing, but it's a good look for after you get the job done. It's also really cheap. So... being a certified family day I made plans to meet the crew on the westside when I finished. They had yet to eat, so I figured I'd meet them at the spot for some drinks. Boehmer it is. Now PB is a vet in the game, so I had some expectations of the place even though I wasn't going to eat. Inside was dope, as was my julep. My shit was backwards being that here I was with the mans in the intimate setting, while I was with a dip at the romper room. Needless to say I ended up eating again (foie)... dope. The reviews have been all over the place, but I will say this: believe the hype.

Completing the Phil Jackson offense, we pulled up to Q Dubbs where a scent of amazing was in the air. As I keep saying, I'm not a big chicken fan but that dude with the bbq in front of midpoint is really doing it. Straight piff. Dinner # 3. Done. Over.

and another 1

Because once is never enough... did the Buca thing again, even better than the last time. Good lookin at dubbs for the direction, man that shit was dope.

Crack

I don't see how this is in any way less expensive than Colborne Lane, but it is mighty tasty... The tables are crazy to look at as well.

crack

i never knew

Congratulations to me, I've found yet another place to spend... Traditionally I would discount such a place solely on location and well, ignorance. But that was the old me, I'm on that 2010 shit. Basically my company for the evening had been talking about this place for months, but for some reason it had never come to fruition. I've also caught the various photo galleries of the meat being cured by somebody with access to their kitchen. Thats 2 trusted opinions. O Let's Do it (Wacka Flocka voice). While it can be found beside one of the lamest spots in the city (don't be confused, the only fromage in here is served on plates), this place shuts it down. Horse carpaccio, lamb's brain, prosciutto wrapped sweetbreads, duck ragu tagliatelle... hells yeah, and I think my company liked it even more. Might I also add the room is very fresh. I'm officially on the team.

Crack

I will add one thing however... pay for bread, really? really? You are gonna charge this much and still make me pay for bread? It's not a deal breaker, but it is a little suspect

flight school

For years I've kept hearing about this place. Maybe its because I like the sound of the name, or what I've heard about it's location, but it seems I could never avoid hearing how great this place was. I finally got a chance to check it out... all rumors true. Not only was it in a retirement home, but I gotta say that me and my accomplice were the only people in this place that didn't carry a lifeline (which I must say seemed to go over well with the staff, and was reflected in the service). As for our evening, the view of the city was quite nice, but the room really does resemble an airport lounge. The Billecart was good. The food... can't remember what either of us had, not to say that it was bad, it was just ok (which is ok I guess, but sometimes I want things to be more than ok).

The end.

not sure what to say... it's kind of not worth it, but at the same time it's a pretty interesting experience.

Crack/ Wack

blue flowers

There are 2 things I do every time I visit the ROM... see the dinosaurs, and go to C-5. Serious food for u, glam for the bi. Check for that citrus sake drink (I heard its pretty ok).

shouts to the 96 bulls starting 5

Crack

Bruce Lee

ok so I'm in the financial district. oh wait... Forte. In fact this place is deserving of a trip to towerland all in itself. Kung Fu Chefn' at its finest. Don't Sleep.

Crack

this night... the most beautiful thing is this world

Its not often that one can have a meal that would qualify for a down payment on a house. When that opportunity arises however, one should take full advantage of the situation at hand. For a 3 star Michelin, 2 things are to be expected... the culinary equivalent of smashing meagan good, and of course, to be treated like the king. Having never been to Europe this is the closest I've come to pre-revolutionary France. Food, uh.... delicious. But damn the service is incredible. I had so much fun going to the washroom and seeing 5 - 10 staff members rush (but a finessed rush) to tuck in my chair, replace napkin and unused cutlery, guide me to the washroom, walk my dog, offer me retirement advice, etc. And all this before I could even think of it (they must have hated me because I keep going to that washroom... sometimes I even hit them with a pump-fake like that scene in Austin Powers). This is what separates the fine and dining. Oh yeah, due to the sommelier contingent in this room rocking those giant silver gongs I'd say its safe to assume if they upped the base and dimmed the lights I'd feel like I'm in an old cash money video... "cause I stay shine..."

Crack

you need more people

Design: check., 1st team chef: check., Name recognition: Check., Deep Cellar: check.

While these seem like a recipe for success (and by no means is this place a failure), this is a classic example of why the majority of people are stupid (because people do go here). Far too often do I find the previously mentioned elements used as an excuse for mediocrity. Just because you add lobster doesn't make it good. There is nothing wrong with dropping on food, however, there is something wrong when that food and those responsible for its overall execution fail to deliver.

I'd recommend for drinks but I don't like to wait 45 mns between rounds

oh yeah, its not a good look when it seems like a grenade went off in your washroom and its only 6pm

Wack