A few weeks ago, some relatives were in Toronto for a conference, so we decided to get together for dinner. When we get together, we have a good time, and we always have a good meal. We (my caninophilic brother and I) decided to try the Pasta Bar at Scaramouche for the first time. You jaded Torontonians may take the (unusual) setting of this jewel for granted, but on arriving, I could have sworn that we were going into the side door of my university residence.
We had booked a table only three days earlier, and were pleased to be seated in the most private table in the room. It is in the corner closest to the patio, with a gently underlit view of downtown. Since the rest of the tables seemed rather public, this table suited us perfectly.
The meals were outstanding. Our gentler halves shared an appetizer of baked goat's cheese on a bed of greens; the meagre sample I tasted was lovely. My brother had a navy bean and duck soup, which sang on the palate. My appetizer was grilled shrimp on a bed of marinated artichoke; the shrimp were a tad overdone, but the dish was a winning combination.
The entree special that night was a duck and goat's cheese sausage, with artichokes and mesclun greens. This sounded so good, my brother and I both jumped at it. The sausages were of generous size, and the flavour of the ingredients was superb. The only negative (for me) was that the texture of the filling was a bit fine. I expected something a little more coarse, in such a country dish. My fiance had a chevre ravioli in a pastel sauce, which had a lovely richness and presentation. Sis-in-law T. had a peppercorn fettucine, in a gorgonzola cream sauce, which had a velvety texture. I was quite happy to help her finish it (almost).
Since this has gone on far too long, I'll describe only one of our desserts. The bread pudding, with a bourbon sauce, was stupendous.
The meal was, overall, superb. The setting is beautiful, the service impeccable, and if the Pasta Bar is this good, I can't wait to try the Dining Room.