Tag: restaurant
What: Rock Lobster
Where: 110 Ossington Ave., Toronto
Atmosphere: Loud-ish (mostly) rock music, brightly lit, Canadian-themed art on the walls. (Sorry, didn’t get any pics of the restaurant, was focused on catching up with my friend!). Friendly wait staff.
Go here if: You want a quick, casual bite, and well, if you’re in the mood for lobster, duh.
What you must order: If you’re into caesars, go for it. I was almost tempted to order a Rock Lobster Caesar ($12) just for the lobster tail it comes garnished with. As for food, my favourite dish was the lobster roll ($14). The bun was soft and buttery and there was a nice ratio of lobster filling to bread. I didn’t order the lobster poutine ($13) as I tend to like my poutines the good ol’ traditional way (just curds and gravy), must be the Montrealer in me.
What you can skip: I thought the lobster mac and cheese was tres underwhelming. Didn’t really notice much of any lobster, the noodles were way, way too soft for my taste and it was baked as a thin layer on a cast-iron pan — I like some heft to my mac & cheese!
P.S. For the record, I’m not fond of the term “foodie,” but I couldn’t think of another name for the category. If I do (got a suggestion? Email me!), I’ll be changing it up.
December 10, 2012
(Anything I find swell. Posted on Sundays. Real scientific, I know…)
A few months ago, I got to try out a too-many-courses-to-keep-count-of meal at Church Aperitivo. And while everything was delicious, the one menu item I’m still dreaming about? The gnocco fritto. You take the fried, warm dumpling, tear it open and stuff the stracchino cheese and proscuitto inside, and it becomes a slightly melty pocket of gourmet goodness.
Heavenly.
(The polenta fries get a more than honourable drool-worthy mention, too. And the killer cocktails — The Saint is a favourite, although they go down way too easily 
Be sure to look up from the food you’re devouring to check out the cool ceiling (the space is a former church); oh, and you might luck out with some good old school hip hop playing like we did that night (if you head on over later in the night, it evolves into a nightclub vibe, just FYI.)
Church Aperitivo Bar, 1090 Queen St. West (at Dovercourt).
November 11, 2012
For months, my friends and I have been trying to get ourselves over to Holy Chuck Burger but life kept getting in the way.
Last night, our burger dreams were answered. I had The Holy Chuck — their signature double beef patty with cheese, bacon and caramelized onions) and yowza! It is now my favourite in the city. It practically fell apart in my hands it was so tender and juicy. I think it may even replace the other burger that stands out in my mind as one of the best I’ve had, that being the one at Blackbird in Brooklyn.
I also had the nutella and salted caramel shake (how could I not, right?). It was delicious, but, for me, a bit rich and sweet it was hard to have more than a few sips of it.
We’ll definitely be going back — there are some other crazy (erm, decadent aka fatty) menu items we’re dying to go back to try, namely the deep-fried pickles with bacon panko crust (and no, none of us are pregnant) and the nutella and Lindor lollipops with whipped cream.
Oh, forgot to mention, we also shared the funnel cake. (Sure am glad I’m doing not one, but two, workouts today!)
Ambiance-wise, the restaurant is very basic, like your typical fast food joint — but really, you’ll be so busy having a love affair with your burger that your surroundings will become foggy anyhow. I did enjoy their signage, though:
Holy Chuck Burgers, 1450 Yonge St., Toronto, 416-96-CHUCK
April 4, 2012
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