Hipsterville

Bam! You are bombarded with plaid shirts, black-rimmed glasses, tattoos, communal tables - the typical hipster hangout (you would think); what doesn't cross your mind is refined, finessed, flavourful plates. Let me rewind back and tell you how we decided to venture to the west side. We acquired a beautiful Italian bottle of wine (Eubea Roinos) from Charlie's Burgers that was yearning for some steak. Thankfully, Charlie's Burgers recommended a couple of menu items from various restaurants and we salivated when we saw the Côte de Boeuf description. And so there we were - sitting at a private table at the back, by the kitchen, eagerly waiting the delightfulness that would grace our mouths. We were warned that it would be about a half hour to 40 minutes until our beef arrived but we knew it was a lot of food, so we happily sipped our wine and waited.

Since we were right by the kitchen, the fried chicken caught our eye. Yes, I know, lots of food coming....but but fried chicken! It was in the sharing section of the menu so we assumed (and was confirmed by the wait staff) that it is a 10-piece meal with sides. We really didn't want 10 pieces of chicken or to take the rest home, so we asked if we could sample 2 pieces instead, and they could charge us for it. You all know that I don't go to a resto twice and we conveyed that to the wait staff, but all we got was a flat no. He didn't check with anyone; just a straight no. Douchebag. Fuck your fried chicken. A little annoyed, but the steak calmed me down a bit. Look at this beauty!

Medium rare, cooked to perfection, a little fatty and perfectly seasoned. Believe it or not, we actually had leftovers! The meat was accompanied by the creamiest mashed potatoes and a broccolini that had a nice spice to it.

As we were chowing down, we saw one of the chefs make this ridiculously big doughnut dessert and I had to resist the temptation of just picking up a fork and walking to it. Thankfully they also served it as a smaller version. Hurray! Otherwise, there would have been more swearing in this blog post. Lo and behold! The "donut". The editor in me just wants to scratch that spelling of the menu. Ugh. Anyhoo, what is it? Fried dough, ice cream, chocolate sauce, strawberries, pineapples, whipped cream and, of course, a cherry on top. All calories, all deliciousness, just can't go wrong. Oh and the larger version has 2 doughnuts and is twice the size. You just have to see it to believe it.

I must say, I was surprised by how flavourful everything was. After P&L burger, I didn't have much hope. I'm glad to say I was wrong.