like a bull and a china shop
:The Thompson Hotel:
A 24 hour diner in a swanky upscale hotel with a wall of vintage porcelain statues, colourful booths, marble and tile, vaulted ceilings, and flat screen televisions. I still don’t know what to make of it which probably means I don’t really get it. That’s okay. I’m only here for the food.
Eccentricity aside, the menu is – in most ways – your typical diner fare. They have macaroni and cheese but with pancetta and truffle oil. They have fries and onion rings but served in two metal grid bowls on a wood cutting board with a fancy dipping sauce (course you only get one, extras will cost you).
Late last night my friend Minnie and I popped in for a pre-holiday Christmas feast full of fried fatty goodness and carbs five-ways.
We ate more than I’m prepared to tell you about; here are some highlights:
Buttermilk fried chicken + Cheesey mashed potatoes:
|Let’s congratulate this chicken for having just been added to my list of favourite dirrrtyy eats. So bad, but so good.|
Let’s skip the mac n cheese I’ve heard so much about. To those that say it’s the best in the city, I would say, you’re wrong. It looks good, but again, you're wrong.