We finally got around to rescheduling our dinner at Chabrol in Yorkville. It had been over 2 months since we had last been out fooding and were way overdue. Chabrol had been on a list of top 100 restaurants in Canada that I found who-knows-where at this point.
The restaurant itself was tucked off the main street, down a small alley. It was tiny. There were maybe 4 tables for a total of 8 people and then another 8 or so seats around the bar. The patio was not open as it was November in Canada.
One group of ladies came in with a reservation, saw that they were to be seated at the bar, and promptly left. It’s too bad the people with no reservation didn’t come in after them.
Brent ordered a salad because it had kohlrabi in it, which is in his 1000 Foods book. I opted for the tartine of cured trout. Mine was so much better, it wasn’t even close. The kohlrabi tasted like beets with even more dirt flavour. The trout was delicious. Neither dish was outstanding though.
For our mains, Brent had the whitefish cooked in parchment paper. I preferred my dish, the galantine of chicken. I was expecting chicken in gelatin. Not softly cooked chicken. It was good, but again, not outstanding.
Given that it was just a few days after Halloween, thoughts of dessert turned to thoughts of deeply-discounted mini candy bars instead of creme brulee. Given the meal so far, we did not feel like we were missing out on much. The standout of the whole meal was the little mini cookie macarons made with lavender and orange that were presented with the bill.