Don't get me wrong....i love hot chicks. Let's just say the beaver has plenty of beaver.
a friend and I walked in off the street after a couple of pints across the road. We were going to go to Lakes for a bite but opted for the castor last second, as the room seemed cozy.
It wasn't crazy busy but we were greeted at the door and got sat towards the back, right away. I swear i smelled paint i love that new car smell. the waitress was a stunner and a another women who acted as the manager looked after us .they were pleasant and friendly enough, a little on the unprofessional side, as from some previous posts i gather that they haven't done a whole lot of upscale serving......ahhhhhhhhhh i miss the Matador. had a couple of cocktails which were tasty and then made a huge mistake, we ordered food, and ruined a perfect evening,
I should have had alarm bells ringing in my ear when i saw heirloom tomatoes on the menu
with pesto....I mean i love the thought of summer in the winter but not when it comes to food.
i was also perplexed by the Spanish or south American influence in some of the menu at a French restaurant my friend a former waiter...mumbled something about fusion cooking and turned to gawk at the waitress. Ay Carumba el diastor at the castor. i love brussel spouts, except when i ate them here. i love devils on horseback except when i had them here....and well.
I wish i had the nerve to actually chat up the waitress let alone tell her how horrible the food was.
Poutine was o.k the meat on it was dry and there wasn't enough gravy or cheese for that matter. Come on people it's our national dish.
All in alli wish i could say i'd return, but not on a date as i'd get distracted, and for sure not for the food.I haven't been out for months beside some pho or sushi. P.s i've been to John lee's new place and it's good, not as good as the first but good.