Every Time I…

Last night our pal Adam Bell and his two new business partners (aka Every Time I…) threw a pop-up dinner on Dundas West. We made our way over via streetcar and bus (PSA: the Duff bus is not a place for claustrophobic people) and got there much too early.

Not by accident, mind you. Conveniently the venue for this shindig was a few doors down from Midfield Wine Bar, a perennial favourite which we’re able to visit far too rarely. We warmed up for the main event with:

  • him: Pearce-Predhomme 2013 Pinot Gris / her: Chateau Ste Anne 2014 rosé
  • him: Monnot & Fils 2011 Côtes de Beaune Chardonnay / her: Jean Bourdy 2009 Côtes du Jura Chardonnay
  • him: Castello di Verduno 2013 ‘Basadone’ Pelavarga / her: back to the Chateau Ste Anne
  • them: charcuterie board

We wrapped up just in time to head to dinner. Or so we thought — the first seating was taking their time clearing out. We didn’t mind though, since that gave us some time to catch up with our friend Jeff, who’d come to the first seating.

Eventually we sat down and ate the crap out of this here:

It was all really good, but my god…the smoked perch croquette. It was one of the best things I’ve eaten all year.

Anyway, we left there and went back to Midfield with Jeff and his friend Saunders where they slurped oysters and we drank wine and Anchor Steam, then jumped in a cab and threw Saunders out to drag off from a terrible bar downtown, and then came home and drank a little Ardbeg to end the night to toast our buddy’s successful evening. Well done, sir.

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