I love dumplings. I give classes on dumplings. I basically look like a giant overstuffed dumpling. Needless to say, I’m all about dat dumpling lyfe. I’m always on the looking for new places to cop these little bundles of meat filled joy in and around the city. The last time I had dumplings in the West Island it was a catastrophe. The pitiful plateful of burned frozen dumplings were more disappointing than if season 8 of Game of Thrones was rewritten and then fucked up a second time. I didn’t let this one bad experience extinguish all hope of finding dumplings worth eating west of the 13. In the spring, I noticed a very unassuming store front when I was driving along St. Jean. I remember seeing the sign for this store. The sign was of a dumpling. Was this the sign I was waiting for? Finally after weeks of papered up windows and disappointed drive-bys, the windows were clear and there was signs of life… or signs of dumplings inside. I tried Mama Dumplings. [click to continue…]

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I love when people let me know of good spots to eat. Be it hole-in-the-wall gems, lesser known eateries, or even up and coming places, I appreciate them all. I’ve said it time and time again, you can walk 15 minutes in any direction in any neighbourhood and find a great place to eat. One oh those neighbourhoods being Saint-Michel. From Chinese fondue at Kim Long, Portuguese chicken at O Cantinho or regional nissan cuisine at Thai Sep, this hood has it all. After I was obsessing (I still obsess) about my favorite banh mi spot in St. Michel Sandwicherie Sue someone informed me about Sak’s Sandwicherie. I was told that they’re another solid spot for legit banh mi and that I had to go try. Boy were they were wrong. [click to continue…]

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If I were to say, “Indian brunch”, what’s the first thing that pops into your head? Runny eggs wrapped dosa served with dahl and chutney? Fruit chaat with yogurt and saffron? Puri? What if I were to say, “Indian cuisine inspired brunch“? What now? Runny eggs served with garam masala spiced potatoes with a side of whole wheat naan? Some sort of red curry shakshuka? If I want a meal of a certain cuisine, I’d choose what that cuisine serves for that meal; Chinese breakfast: congee and youtiao (cruller), Vietnamese breakfast: pho, American breakfast: cheeseburger and a texmex-burrito. I’m often skeptical of when restaurants do fusion – let alone for fusion breakfast. However my opinion changed when I had to the opportunity to discover what an Indian fusion brunch is all about when I visited India Rosa. [click to continue…]

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Tastes of Italy in Verdun – Rita

There are certain foods that I’ve said I can eat everyday and never get tired of. One of those things is pizza. Any kind of pizza. From artisanal thin crust Neapolitan pizza to classic Montreal “all dress’” grease-wheels (I’m looking at you Pendelli’s). Sometimes I like to go back and visit some of my favourite […]

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No more Ramen left for me to eat – Ramen Plaza

What food related thing are you proud of? Are you able to eat really spicy foods and is potent enough to test plumping systems? Are you an expert sommellier that can discern different kinds of wine by blind sniffing the shelf at the SAQ? Have you ever eaten the weight of a small child at […]

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Noodles with street cred – Mae Sri Comptoir Thai

You know what the best part about food it? Sure, it’s tasty, it’s a basic necessity for living and existing, but it’s so much more powerful than that. Eat something bad and it can fuck up your day (in more ways than one), eat something delicious and you’re thinking about it for weeks, or in […]

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Reunited and it feels so good – McKiernan Luncheonette

You know that saying, if you love something, let it go. If it comes back, it’s yours. If it doesn’t, it was never meant to be. Does this ring true to you? It does to me… but about a sandwich. About 10 years ago, there was this small little lunch counter/wine bar in Little burgundy […]

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