Glad I'm Here Poutine

As I am an early riser, it was no effort for me to wake on Sunday to catch the Men's Hockey Game for the Olympic gold. When Crosby made it 2-0 on his break-away, it was clear that Canada was going to win. After my morning yoga class, I decided that the best way to celebrate was to eat the Canadian food invention that is the poutine. So I made my way to Smoke's Poutine at College and Shaw.

Though I added some extra mushrooms ($1.50), I opted for the traditional version ($5.99) instead of all the other choices including Montreal smoked meat and perogies. I haven't eaten this dish since my University days, though Smoke's kitschy décor and classic rock music did set the mood. I certainly hope it will be better than the soggy mess I used to get off the chip wagons on campus, which even nostalgia can't improve. The fries came out hot and reasonably crispy. The curd was thick and had good squeak. But there wasn't enough gravy to really soak the taters. Hmm, I guess I was hankering for that soggy mess after all. Now I'm wondering if I should do a Great Poutine Search (similar to my pizza excursions) since Smoke's isn't the top-ranked poutinerie in Toronto.