We were returning from vacation about an hour south of Québec. We wanted a quick lunch. Poutine?…read moreWhy not. We missed our chances in the city so it would be now or never. A quick Yelp search for a lunch place "nearby" brought us here. Its just 5 minutes off the highway but not something you'd just stumble upon; it's tucked away by itself on a quiet rural byway. It's got an old-fashioned "roadhouse" feel to it: a little "divey" but not in a bad way, complete with a full bar and a tiny makeshift music stage. It was early afternoon and busy but not crowded, all locals. I guess they don't get too many tourists here; everybody took notice of us as we entered but quickly returned to their business. The diners seemed to be a mix of blue-collar workers on lunch break, families with kids, and friends out for lunch, drinks, and conversation.
They don't speak much English here so I got to practice my rudimentary French, and found out just how rudimentary it really is. And don't expect English menus either. Fortunately I know enough to order some food: poutine, cheeseburger, onion soup, coke. I scored 3 out of 4: While I thought I was asking for French onion soup what I actually ordered was "French Onions"; what we call onion rings back home! Oh well, mistakes like this make for an interesting time! Too bad the onion rings were pretty mediocre: heavy greasy batter and not very hot.
The truth: I've only had poutine once before and I wasn't impressed then. But it's so much the rage up here in Québec that I wanted to be better informed and maybe eventually even a fan. As it turns out, we should have passed this time. Short cut, soggy fries drowned in a gravy that tasted canned. And not all that hot either. The third essential ingredient of poutine, cheese curds, was also present of course and made it less boring. Maybe we should have ordered it with one of the many add-ons they offer, such as sausages, mushrooms, etc.? Actually I thought we did; it was probably another misunderstanding, a consequence of our mutual language incomprehension. Oh well, no matter.
The cheeseburger: ok but nothing special. Somewhere between Wendy's and McDonalds (closer to Wendy's).
So, will this put an end to my poutine quest? Certainly not, these two samples have taught me what bad poutine is, but I know there's good stuff out there somewhere and I'll find it eventually!
So 2 points for the food, bonus point for atmosphere. Were I to find myself here again I'd probably try a pizza.