Good friends of mine got married at this restaurant in North York, Toronto. (What? Get off at York Mills subway station? That's basically out in the boonies!) I really was perplexed as to why the choice of such a "remote" location. But then the food arrived and realised exactly why. Why pay $X a head to have crappy catered fare when you could use the same money and provide heaven on a plate?The menu highlights: the parmesan wafer that topped the caesar salad, the kobe beef that cut like butter with your fork, the pan-seared scallops that tasted like butter, and then the tarte tatin with the caramelised apples that melted in your mouth. Is it wrong to wish that they would get married all over again?
CONSUMED: Auberge du Pommier; 4150 Yonge Street, North York (Toronto)
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