let them eat poutine
No this is not the first time I'm trying Smoke's. Smoke's and I go way back - since the first on Adelaide.
It's not the Quebecois poo-tin I love, it's the downright dirrtttty honkey-tonk, smack-ma-face kind. I love that too.
They've taken the traditional ingredients to great poutine and added calorie crazed ridiculously good toppings like bacon. I love bacon. I love bacon so much I think Canada needs a new holiday - National Bacon Day so that friends and family can gather to eat bacon following a moment of silence to remember the pig.
Over the weekend, after a messy but classy night with my sister, we popped into the Smoke's on Bloor. She had never tried it.
It was busy in there - they called number 264 when we entered. We were number 292. But they were as speedy as could be and apologized for the wait. I didn't mind the wait. I forgot about it, right after he passed me my two boxes.
We shared the bacon poutine (shocker):
And the chipotle pulled pork (a personal favourite):
I couldn't tear my sister away from the poutine. She loved it.
In the name of bacon. A-men.