Poutine and Pints

The whole of last week Rebecca and I were looking forward to going to a local brew pub near us for a Canada themed event. Beer and pop up street food... 'Poutine and pints' I kept jokingly referring to it as and that wasn't too far off the mark. We both enjoyed eating some high end and layman poutine while in Quebec and Montreal recently so we knew what to expect. Yet for a dish with only three ingredients (chips, cheese curds and gravy) they somehow managed to bungle every element. Fries that were both cold and overdone at the same time, gravy that had congealed blobs in it, and the cheese was just straight up red leicester torn into makeshift cubes. 'A mockery of Canadian culture' says I, a man who has only been there for a fleeting visit. Still, it was fun to go on a little date lunch with Rebecca on this sunny Sunday afternoon.