Greenspot

Who should be your best friend when you're hungover? Well, the fastest, most greasiest food, of course! And if you think McDonald's is your only option (it IS a good option), think again.

Greenspot must be close to 70 years old. Iz old. And it LOOKS old. And a tad dingy. They have done some small renos but the seats and tables are screaming out for more. Screaming. Out. "Heeeelp me!" Anyway, they should totes do something. The noise from dishes being cleaned and polished and put away was loud enough to a: make me wonder if there was any music playing at all and b: feed my headache.

I got in and waited at least 2 or 3 minutes before one of the 5 or 6 waitresses noticed me and sent me to a table that was only to be cleaned about 5 minutes after that. And by cleaned I mean she got to my table, took the paper placemat and gave me the 'unused' one that was in front with those utensils. Guys, it's possible I ate with used cutlery. Bah.

I finally got the menu from the unsmiling waitress. She actually looked a bit mean. Maybe it was a bad day. Oh, and the menu was right next to me. Hahaha! The whole time, I was fuming because she wasn't giving me a menu and then BAM: proof that my hungover self ain't the smartest cat in the world.

I ordered what every hungover-in-need-of-grease person would: fries and hotdogs! The fries were really awesome and big and hand cut. Ah, hand cut fries, a lost art. They were near perfect: only lacking a bit of salt. I obviously didn't eat half of them because if I had, well, I would have gained a good 12 pounds. Totes serious. I had the grilled hot dog and not the steamed one: I prefer my bread grilled. The bread was great and crunchy, the wiener (hehe, wiener!) was not the best but not the worse I've had, the sauerkraut tasted a tad old and over fermented at first but became better as I ate more of it.

Service was no good. I'm serious, eating in a diner should be akin to the Asian dining experience: quick and efficient. Instead, I got no water, no smile, and there was a possibility I was eating with dirty cutlery. Yuk.

And now, the scores!!

Food:6.5
Service:5

I tried it, I won't be going back. I'll go to McDonald's instead! 

Paul Patates

This diner, or 'pataterie' is my step-father's fave in my neighbourhood. Therefore, I just HAD to try it and of course, I decided to go last week in minus 800C weather. Pfff. Should have worn my long johns!!!

The place itself is tiny, just like every real pataterie should be! It has about 20 seats or so around tables and 10 or 12 at the counter. So basically, you feel a bit claustrophobic. There are 2 girls behind the counter, working hard on the grill and what not, looking nicer to some customers than others: see, some seem to be super regulars. The girls even know if they have new girlfriends!

I had the cheese hot dog and fries, of course! I was a tad dispointed to see that the 'cheese' was in fact a slice of kraft singles. Nooooooooo! The hot dog did not taste like cheese at all nor did it have that gooey texture. Dsamn it! If your hot dog (with 'cheese') is 2,29$, put a tad of real cheese on there for shiz' sake! At least the dsog itself was well cooked. I hate it when the hot dog sausages are undercooked like the ones you get at IKEA.

The fries were nice and not crunchy but not NOT crunchy, ya know? They had good flavor but even when I added vinegar, it didn't taste like it! I can only assume that they water down their vinegar and I can then assume that it's just ridiculous to water down vinegar: it's pretty much the cheapest thing you can get!

The service was almost non existent, as, I guess, it should be at this kind of place: the girl took my order behind the counter and then came to bring me my stuff at my table. She THEN came to clean the crap off the table that was left there by the previous customer. Hum.

And now, the scores!

Food: 6.5

Service: 6.5

What was funny/great was that the owner had his diploma from ITHQ on the wall! If you have a diploma in cooking, do NOT put kraft singles in yo hot dog boy! :p