Hi Mr. Kazu, I was wondering how you manage such a flaming hot business? How do you get customers lining up outside your door in subzero weather, waiting up to 2 hours to get a table?
What inspired the dishes you choose to cook?
What do you do to the dishes that makes them so…speechlessly good? Mind-numbingly yummy? Oh so special?
And since we’re getting along so well…
Mr. Kazu, can you tell me what you put into your marinades? Especially the Chilean seabass?
Oh, that’s ok then, I understand. 😦 I guess I’ll just have to go back to your restaurant some time to have it again.
1862 Rue Ste-Catherine O
Montreal, QC H3H
You know how alcohol is a depressant? Like how if you drink too much you can’t tell right from left and up from down and you might trip and wake up on the floor beside your bed? Not that i did that…but I could, because alcohol will depress my brain and make it dumb.
But I never knew chocolate could do that.
That’s where I get confused. Doesn’t chocolate contain caffeine. Isn’t caffeine a stimulant?
So why didn’t I get high off of chocolate instead?
I have no clue.
But I know being chocolate-ed to a stupor is a terrific idea on one’s birthday.
Definitely beats waking up on the floor.
Now I know the next time I want to engage in a self-prescribed coma, Juliette et Chocolat is the way to go. Hot chocolate so thick you eat it with a spoon? Crazy…
Juliette et Chocolat (1 of 3 locations)
3600 Boulevard Saint Laurent, Montreal, Quebec
I’m finally back on campus at MacDonald. Mac is one of two McGill campuses, and the one that no one knows about. It’s super small and shares its space with a college preparatory school here in Ste-Anne-de-Bellevue. The town’s name is so long that sometimes I have trouble typing and writing the entire name on forms! I’m very glad to be back and even looking forward to the up coming classes.
So yesterday, as a back-to-school-I-haven’t-seen-you-since-April get-together, a few friends and I went to downtown Montreal to have dinner. La Cabane Grecque is located on Prince Arthur, corner street to La Coloniale, in a very popular location in Montreal.
This time of the year, the streets are closed to autos and restaurants offer outdoor seating with various entertainment on the streets, from music to juggling to skateboarding. The maitre d’s from each restaurant come outside to lure the passerby. It’s quite something.
As for the restaurant, in short, the food was mediocre but the service was great. I had the steak a la Cabane Grecque, which was aged tenderloin strips with steamed veggies, homestyle potato, rice, and chef’s salad. The chef’s salad is actually a garden salad and was heavy on the oil. It was surprisingly filling, both two girls I was with were getting full after the salad. But that might have been because of the bread. They serve very good whole wheat bread with a very creamy butter. I would’ve been happy just with the bread basket.
I asked for the steak to be cooked to medium rare and it turned out to be almost medium well and in some areas, well done. The sides were nothing special. And this bugged me: the food tasted strongly of butter. I love butter, but I went there for Greek food. It didn’t seem authentic. But like I said, the service was excellent. The waitress we had was friendly and helpful and attentive. Our water glasses were refilled continuously and she came to check on us several times. Next time I want Greek food though, I would like to get Greek food.