I was having a bit of an off-day yesterday. For one thing I awoke in a mild panic, thinking it was Sunday and wondering where my weekend had gone. I also forgot my camera to document our second visit to Czehoski. At least this time we made sure we were going there for dinner and not for happy hour. We had to go back, they have the best steak frites and the seventh best perogies and a creme brulee that I had to try.
This time around we were seated upstairs, right beside a nice pretty fireplace. The upstairs dining area is a lot nicer than the downstairs, and not just because of the fireplace, but also the view, you can look down on Queen Street. It was nice to sit by candlelight beside a fireplace and enjoy the wonderful conversation… until the world’s most awkward & irritating couple was seated next to us. Thankfully by then we were on to dessert. Just one sampling of their conversation: “Roncesvalles used to be very European but now it is more of a mix…” at this point he was sitting on the windowsill because he “could not hear her because of the overhead speakers” yeah right, he wanted to be up in her face. Thankfully they moved to another table “farther from the speakers.”
The food was amazing. The pierogi were made with sweet potatoes instead of regular potatoes, which combined with the pan-fried cooking method gave them a slight BBQed flavour… which now makes me want to BBQ some pierogi (winter really has to end soon!). The steak frites were also really good, it is quite hard to go wrong with that so it is no surprise.
As per dessert: we messed up. First off, there was no creme brulee on offer. She mentioned creme caramel, which I thought maybe was there way of saying creme brulee? Nope. It was still a good dessert, albeit more of a flan. We both realized we should have ordered the cookie dough tartar. What is that you ask? Frozen cookie dough served with a wallop of maple walnut ice cream on top. Fortunately, Czehoski has a third floor… so we must go back, even just for dessert.
NOTE: the pictures are subpar to say the least, but as good as it gets when shooting in low light with a Blackberry. My bad.