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When chef Nuit Regular, the wizard from Chiang Mai, decamped from Khao San Road to open Sabai Sabai, the word “bar” appeared...
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In the heyday of Pastis, I’m pretty sure that super maître d’/owner Georges Gurnon never put hand to stove. But he nevertheless maintained ironclad control over the food, thanks to his...
Joanne Kates
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If you live in Leslieville, Skin+Bones is a great neighbourhood go-to. But is it, in the words of the Michelin guide, “worth a special...
Joanne Kates
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Farmhouse Tavern harkens back to a time of pastoral pleasures... The farms, the fields, the sweet smell of clover... No matter that...
Joanne Kates
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The hottest restaurant in town is just another opportunity to shout at your tablemate. Perhaps Rock Lobster Food Co.’s success can be...
Joanne Kates
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The most delectable sandwich shop in town is a draughty little diner where you can sit at a cramped table… or take it out. Counter service...
Joanne Kates
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Richmond Station is like the best of the British gastropubs — cozy, friendly, and the food is robust and honest, without gewgaws and...
Joanne Kates
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How do you make something cool? Restaurants play the no sign game. If it has no sign, only cool people know where it is. Which is why we walk by
Joanne Kates
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My sushi fatigue is so much better now. Sushi fatigue is when it all tastes the same and nothing much jumps out, flavour-wise. It’s when raw salmon and tuna start feeling boring. The thrill was...
Joanne Kates
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One fish, two fish, red fish, blue fish. Where is Dr. Seuss when we need him? I have a feeling he would have been happy with Red Fish on...
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