New Montreal Restaurant Thread
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Bonne Bouffe
Know what you mean. Can't have breakfast at the Bonne Bouffe for under $5.00 anymore either.
oliver_kloseoff said:had supper here
its never consistant quality
and its not cheap anymore
rack of ribs and a drink with the tip was $35
oliver
Know what you mean. Can't have breakfast at the Bonne Bouffe for under $5.00 anymore either.
Dang! That's making me hungry, and I just ate!
I gotta check the place out the next time I'm in town. I didn't know they were expensive.
I always saw their sign from Buffet Maharaja, and wondered what kind of joint that was.
I gotta check the place out the next time I'm in town. I didn't know they were expensive.
I always saw their sign from Buffet Maharaja, and wondered what kind of joint that was.
Lunch Time Chinese Buffet
Some of the lunchtime Chinese Buffets in the east end run $4.95 - 6.95
inc won ton soup, upwards of 9 choices.
oliver_kloseoff said:
this place is on stcatherine north side of the street west of stmatthew
great food at a cheap price
had the lunch special wong tong soup and general tio chicken with rice and vegies $6.95
this place is a gold mine
you walk in you get your water right away then served within minutes
big portions and curtious service
oliver
Some of the lunchtime Chinese Buffets in the east end run $4.95 - 6.95
inc won ton soup, upwards of 9 choices.
Best spaghetti in Mtl?
Where's the best place to go if you want to eat spaghetti? I love my spaghetti with a lot of meat sauce on it.
Where's the best place to go if you want to eat spaghetti? I love my spaghetti with a lot of meat sauce on it.
Restaurant Di Menna
Restaurant Di Menna on Jarry near Langelier.
www.dimenna.com
Great pastas - great lasagna and a wide range of sauces.
Elio's on Bellechasse and Drolet.
Also most Little Italy restaurants on St. Laurent from St. Zotique to Jean Talon then Jean Talon to the market and the sidestreets are very good offering cuisine(pastas) from various regions of Italy.
Doc Holliday said:
Restaurant Di Menna on Jarry near Langelier.
www.dimenna.com
Great pastas - great lasagna and a wide range of sauces.
Elio's on Bellechasse and Drolet.
Also most Little Italy restaurants on St. Laurent from St. Zotique to Jean Talon then Jean Talon to the market and the sidestreets are very good offering cuisine(pastas) from various regions of Italy.
Best chinese Buffet ?
Other then the chinese Buffet neat the Hilton Bonaventure, I dont know any others that are good, I tried one in the Chinese section and did not like it (cant remember the name)
Anyone has a suggestion near downtown part of Montreal ?
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Also this is what I am trying next week when I am there; Pizza-Poutine:
http://www.midnightpoutine.ca/restaurants/2007/05/finally_the_pizzapoutine_at_bella_dona/
The above site is also a great one for people who wants to discover new places, we cant all know them like Oliver !
Other then the chinese Buffet neat the Hilton Bonaventure, I dont know any others that are good, I tried one in the Chinese section and did not like it (cant remember the name)
Anyone has a suggestion near downtown part of Montreal ?
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Also this is what I am trying next week when I am there; Pizza-Poutine:
http://www.midnightpoutine.ca/restaurants/2007/05/finally_the_pizzapoutine_at_bella_dona/
The above site is also a great one for people who wants to discover new places, we cant all know them like Oliver !
Pervert said:
There is one on Stanley, around the corner from the Sheraton, next to Chez Paree. It's pretty good.
Not sure if this is the one you mean, but there is another on St. Antoine near the Hilton, that has a disco ball
confused: ).Thank you, I have made some more research and its Ka lo him on Stanley street, will try it next time, reviews are good.
Should probably go to Chez Paree before I go to the buffet hehe.
Should probably go to Chez Paree before I go to the buffet hehe.
The Famed Seafood Platter at PDC
On what was a now-rare trip to Montreal yesterday, I was informed by my two travelling companions that we were going to PDC to sample the seafood platter, that legendary summer platter assembled by no less than Martin Picard of Foie Gras fame.
We squeaked in at 5pm without a reservation, getting a nice table at the entrance.Time to order: 9 cromesquis, a $49 seafood platter, tempura zucchini squash flowers, a softshell crab that was stuffed with avocado puree and foie gras then dipped in tempura batter and fried. These were starters; we were all hungry ! A nice Aligoté was also ordered. Crisp and cold on a sunny Sunday in Montreal. Life was good.
After a good wait (20 min or so), three cromesquis were delivered to the table; we had ordered 9, so we slapped the waiter up the side of the head and made him get the others. I popped one into my mouth; the sheer ambrosia of liquid heaven made me smile, then grin from ear to ear. My dinner companions were smiling at me very indulgently. They loved theirs as well. Then 6 more made their appearance. I made short work of two, then was given two more by my "guests". There was much dancing in heaven; the angels were crowding onto the pinheads. Yes, they are THAT good.
Why is it that we cannot seem to learn to do tempura right by studying the Japanese? Tempura at a high-end Japanese place leaves me saying I cannot believe the food was deep-fried, as it is usually very lightly oily. Anywhere else, I am left saying I can't believe that so much oil had to be used. Such was the case with the squash flowers; they had that unhealthy brown look. They tasted acceptable, but only just.
Then the seafood platter arrived. It was a large plate with an arrangement of a large variety of seafood: scallops, clams, mud bugs, oysters, mussels, snails, and a bunch of other stuff.
Tried an oyster wiith garnish; okay. Lost its personality being mixed up like that Tried another, plain. Ho hum.
Tried a few mussels: cold and tough. Had to discreetly transfer contents of mouth to hidden corner of plate.
Tried some clams: what was that I just thought I ate ???
Tried a crayfish. These buggers should be served hot, so you can really taste them. Twisted the head off and tried to suck it; nothing,, nada. Tried the tail; fought off the shell for a nondescript piece of meat. I normally feast on mudbugs, but not this time.
Tried a large snail. Missed the "rubbermaid" sign on the beast. Mouth to plate transfer had to be made.
My companions were faring a bit better than I was as they were eating the less-adventurous stuff; I did manage a few good bits. One of them commented on some grit in one of the items.
Opinion on the platter? A RESOUNDING DISAPPOINTMENT !!!
The softshell crab was served somewhere along the way. I normally love the stuff. This showed up brown, oily, and without much taste! Where was Martin's signature foie gras ???
We tried the "Pouding Chomeur". OMG!!! I do not normally like stuff this sweet, but this was heaven. My travelling companions were a little less enthusiastic.
Along the way somewhere I was given a gift of Picard's recipe book.
Dinner was a HUGE disappointment, saved only by the knowledge that I will return to enjoy once again the food that Martin DOES know how to cook. We should perhaps have gone to see Jerome Ferrer instead, for no-risk pleasure.
Aside: On previous visits to the resto I would meet and return the gaze of other patrons and servers with the challenge or warmth which I was looked at; we all do this and think nothing of it; I was thinking about this on the way to the bathroom. But yesterday it was different. I now use a cane to help me walk steadily, and this means that I am slightly stooped, and that my gaze is now lower. What I saw in the eyes of the other now was sympathy, and an almost tacit admission that I was now on a slightly lower level than the rest. It felt uncomfortable to be in that position, and I longed to be back to my former weight and stature. When we see someone with a cane in a resto, we assume that they are being taken out as a gesture of kindness, and that they know nothing about quality food. Just be careful, people, in case you happen to meet me and express something I do not like; I will dance on your kneecaps with my cane.
On what was a now-rare trip to Montreal yesterday, I was informed by my two travelling companions that we were going to PDC to sample the seafood platter, that legendary summer platter assembled by no less than Martin Picard of Foie Gras fame.
We squeaked in at 5pm without a reservation, getting a nice table at the entrance.Time to order: 9 cromesquis, a $49 seafood platter, tempura zucchini squash flowers, a softshell crab that was stuffed with avocado puree and foie gras then dipped in tempura batter and fried. These were starters; we were all hungry ! A nice Aligoté was also ordered. Crisp and cold on a sunny Sunday in Montreal. Life was good.
After a good wait (20 min or so), three cromesquis were delivered to the table; we had ordered 9, so we slapped the waiter up the side of the head and made him get the others. I popped one into my mouth; the sheer ambrosia of liquid heaven made me smile, then grin from ear to ear. My dinner companions were smiling at me very indulgently. They loved theirs as well. Then 6 more made their appearance. I made short work of two, then was given two more by my "guests". There was much dancing in heaven; the angels were crowding onto the pinheads. Yes, they are THAT good.
Why is it that we cannot seem to learn to do tempura right by studying the Japanese? Tempura at a high-end Japanese place leaves me saying I cannot believe the food was deep-fried, as it is usually very lightly oily. Anywhere else, I am left saying I can't believe that so much oil had to be used. Such was the case with the squash flowers; they had that unhealthy brown look. They tasted acceptable, but only just.
Then the seafood platter arrived. It was a large plate with an arrangement of a large variety of seafood: scallops, clams, mud bugs, oysters, mussels, snails, and a bunch of other stuff.
Tried an oyster wiith garnish; okay. Lost its personality being mixed up like that Tried another, plain. Ho hum.
Tried a few mussels: cold and tough. Had to discreetly transfer contents of mouth to hidden corner of plate.
Tried some clams: what was that I just thought I ate ???
Tried a crayfish. These buggers should be served hot, so you can really taste them. Twisted the head off and tried to suck it; nothing,, nada. Tried the tail; fought off the shell for a nondescript piece of meat. I normally feast on mudbugs, but not this time.
Tried a large snail. Missed the "rubbermaid" sign on the beast. Mouth to plate transfer had to be made.
My companions were faring a bit better than I was as they were eating the less-adventurous stuff; I did manage a few good bits. One of them commented on some grit in one of the items.
Opinion on the platter? A RESOUNDING DISAPPOINTMENT !!!
The softshell crab was served somewhere along the way. I normally love the stuff. This showed up brown, oily, and without much taste! Where was Martin's signature foie gras ???
We tried the "Pouding Chomeur". OMG!!! I do not normally like stuff this sweet, but this was heaven.
My travelling companions were a little less enthusiastic.Along the way somewhere I was given a gift of Picard's recipe book.
Dinner was a HUGE disappointment, saved only by the knowledge that I will return to enjoy once again the food that Martin DOES know how to cook. We should perhaps have gone to see Jerome Ferrer instead, for no-risk pleasure.
Aside: On previous visits to the resto I would meet and return the gaze of other patrons and servers with the challenge or warmth which I was looked at; we all do this and think nothing of it; I was thinking about this on the way to the bathroom. But yesterday it was different. I now use a cane to help me walk steadily, and this means that I am slightly stooped, and that my gaze is now lower. What I saw in the eyes of the other now was sympathy, and an almost tacit admission that I was now on a slightly lower level than the rest. It felt uncomfortable to be in that position, and I longed to be back to my former weight and stature. When we see someone with a cane in a resto, we assume that they are being taken out as a gesture of kindness, and that they know nothing about quality food. Just be careful, people, in case you happen to meet me and express something I do not like; I will dance on your kneecaps with my cane.
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Thanks, Ariane.Ariane Valmont said:Great review!!
Really glad to have you back on this thread!
BTW when you are commenting in general about a long review like that, you should perhaps include only the first paragraph in your quote, for brevity. Quoting the whole review takes up unnecessary space.
chef said:On what was a now-rare trip to Montreal yesterday, I was informed by my two travelling companions that we were going to PDC to sample the seafood platter, that legendary summer platter assembled by no less than Martin Picard of Foie Gras fame.
We squeaked in at 5pm without a reservation, getting a nice table at the entrance.Time to order: 9 cromesquis, a $49 seafood platter, tempura zucchini squash flowers, a softshell crab that was stuffed with avocado puree and foie gras then dipped in tempura batter and fried. These were starters; we were all hungry ! A nice Aligoté was also ordered. Crisp and cold on a sunny Sunday in Montreal. Life was good.
After a good wait (20 min or so), three cromesquis were delivered to the table; we had ordered 9, so we slapped the waiter up the side of the head and made him get the others. I popped one into my mouth; the sheer ambrosia of liquid heaven made me smile, then grin from ear to ear. My dinner companions were smiling at me very indulgently. They loved theirs as well. Then 6 more made their appearance. I made short work of two, then was given two more by my "guests". There was much dancing in heaven; the angels were crowding onto the pinheads. Yes, they are THAT good.
Why is it that we cannot seem to learn to do tempura right by studying the Japanese? Tempura at a high-end Japanese place leaves me saying I cannot believe the food was deep-fried, as it is usually very lightly oily. Anywhere else, I am left saying I can't believe that so much oil had to be used. Such was the case with the squash flowers; they had that unhealthy brown look. They tasted acceptable, but only just.
Then the seafood platter arrived. It was a large plate with an arrangement of a large variety of seafood: scallops, clams, mud bugs, oysters, mussels, snails, and a bunch of other stuff.
Tried an oyster wiith garnish; okay. Lost its personality being mixed up like that Tried another, plain. Ho hum.
Tried a few mussels: cold and tough. Had to discreetly transfer contents of mouth to hidden corner of plate.
Tried some clams: what was that I just thought I ate ???
Tried a crayfish. These buggers should be served hot, so you can really taste them. Twisted the head off and tried to suck it; nothing,, nada. Tried the tail; fought off the shell for a nondescript piece of meat. I normally feast on mudbugs, but not this time.
Tried a large snail. Missed the "rubbermaid" sign on the beast. Mouth to plate transfer had to be made.
My companions were faring a bit better than I was as they were eating the less-adventurous stuff; I did manage a few good bits. One of them commented on some grit in one of the items.
Opinion on the platter? A RESOUNDING DISAPPOINTMENT !!!
The softshell crab was served somewhere along the way. I normally love the stuff. This showed up brown, oily, and without much taste! Where was Martin's signature foie gras ???
We tried the "Pouding Chomeur". OMG!!! I do not normally like stuff this sweet, but this was heaven.
Along the way somewhere I was given a gift of Picard's recipe book.
Dinner was a HUGE disappointment, saved only by the knowledge that I will return to enjoy once again the food that Martin DOES know how to cook. We should perhaps have gone to see Jerome Ferrer instead, for no-risk pleasure.
Aside: On previous visits to the resto I would meet and return the gaze of other patrons and servers with the challenge or warmth which I was looked at; we all do this and think nothing of it; I was thinking about this on the way to the bathroom. But yesterday it was different. I now use a cane to help me walk steadily, and this means that I am slightly stooped, and that my gaze is now lower. What I saw in the eyes of the other now was sympathy, and an almost tacit admission that I was now on a slightly lower level than the rest. It felt uncomfortable to be in that position, and I longed to be back to my former weight and stature. When we see someone with a cane in a resto, we assume that they are being taken out as a gesture of kindness, and that they know nothing about quality food. Just be careful, people, in case you happen to meet me and express something I do not like; I will dance on your kneecaps with my cane.
chef said:
Welcome back Chef!!
Any sugestion?
I'm trying the next weekend The Queue de Cheval ....any sugestions? Usually I go to Cellini's in de la Montagne....food is great and the service excellent.
I'm trying the next weekend The Queue de Cheval ....any sugestions? Usually I go to Cellini's in de la Montagne....food is great and the service excellent.
Daringly said:
Darlingly,
Try Piazzetta....
http://www.lapiazzetta.ca/site.htm
a nice pizza place with huge selection of thin crust personal pizzas that are a bit different than the usual delivery pizza and cost $9-12 dollars.
Banger
I'm starting to worry about bardeco. They seem to be expanding all over the place and that's not always a good sign for the quality. They opened one in Ville Emard in what used to be a Lafleur's. Not exactly the same quality place they have in Lachine.
Personally I prefer to go to a popular local pizza spot over any chain resto. This is Montreal after all and there is no reason to settle for mass produced clone restaurants like Pizza hut or Domino's and others when there are so many great local places with better pizzas at better prices.
Personally I prefer to go to a popular local pizza spot over any chain resto. This is Montreal after all and there is no reason to settle for mass produced clone restaurants like Pizza hut or Domino's and others when there are so many great local places with better pizzas at better prices.
Taska?
Yesterday I met a few merbites for dinner; somehow I thought I had invited Techman, but it looks now that I did not; sorry about that, Techman.
First off I have to apologize for being late; that added a damper to what the rain was already providing. You think it's not possible for Roland to be mad at me ? Think again! He was fit to be tied! I eyed his rather powerful maw eying my puny left shoulder, and could not think fast enough for a good excuse, so I told him the truth instead; it worked ! Sorry again.
Met Korbel briefly; made him late too. He looked like he was in an alternate dimension, and he soon took off.
So there we were: Spidey, Spiffy, Roland, and I, looking for a place to eat. Spiffy said he knew a good Portuguese place a couple of blocks away. After I had hobbled for a good 6 of Spiffy`s couple of blocks (I use a cane, you know), we came across another Portuguese resto. Thinking ``Any Port in a Storm``, we went in. Spiffy was delighted as the waiters were dressed like him; thankfully people have faces; we have to be thankful for small mercies.
I think the place was called Taska. Go there if you want to find out how Paella should NOT be cooked; on second thoughts, just don`t go there. Give it a miss. Walk on by ! The Sangria was good, though, it being the only highlight.
Nice seeing you again guys.
Oh, on the way back Roland and I ran the gauntlet of SPCUM closing the streets of Montreal. And foolish me, I thought they never rolled up your sidewalks.
Yesterday I met a few merbites for dinner; somehow I thought I had invited Techman, but it looks now that I did not; sorry about that, Techman.
First off I have to apologize for being late; that added a damper to what the rain was already providing. You think it's not possible for Roland to be mad at me ? Think again! He was fit to be tied! I eyed his rather powerful maw eying my puny left shoulder, and could not think fast enough for a good excuse, so I told him the truth instead; it worked ! Sorry again.
Met Korbel briefly; made him late too. He looked like he was in an alternate dimension, and he soon took off.
So there we were: Spidey, Spiffy, Roland, and I, looking for a place to eat. Spiffy said he knew a good Portuguese place a couple of blocks away. After I had hobbled for a good 6 of Spiffy`s couple of blocks (I use a cane, you know), we came across another Portuguese resto. Thinking ``Any Port in a Storm``, we went in. Spiffy was delighted as the waiters were dressed like him; thankfully people have faces; we have to be thankful for small mercies.
I think the place was called Taska. Go there if you want to find out how Paella should NOT be cooked; on second thoughts, just don`t go there. Give it a miss. Walk on by ! The Sangria was good, though, it being the only highlight.
Nice seeing you again guys.
Oh, on the way back Roland and I ran the gauntlet of SPCUM closing the streets of Montreal. And foolish me, I thought they never rolled up your sidewalks.
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