A can some it up on 3 words.
Poutine, Cochon, Keller.
Waiting in Sydney for my flight to LA, it just so turns out Thomas Keller walks past me (was in Sydney for the Master Chef filming I'm told). So after I pondered how to introduce myself without disturbing the personal space or blissful calm that surrounded the man, I shoved out a hand and said... Chef.
To which he accepted the handshake I assume expecting me to be one of his many understudies or former comme's. After I explained that I'm an IT guy who enjoys pork, I think he warmed.
I managed to exchange pleasantries for a few minutes before troubling him for few Montreal restaurant recommendations, here we go...
A simple Poutine, not a Keller recommendation, but a Montreal must do none the less.
Maple Taffy? why not.
Jewish smoked brisket sandwich? again, why not.
Penis shaped Cassoulet? You're only here once, why not.
More Cassoulet, then foie gras...
OK, enough mucking around, time for
Au Pied du Cochon.
A Bourdain favourite, one of the single most obscene restaurants globally, ifs its saturate fat that tickles your fancy, this is the one for you...
Entree, Foie Gras Poutine...
Soup... Bone Marrow and Truffle...
Main? Boar Trotter, stuffed with Boar, Foie Gras and stuff... Covered in Foie Gras sauce and Morels...
Done. Not joking when I say I struggled to walk out. When i lent down to get my head into the taxi I could almost feel duck liver sliding up my neck, pleasant.
Didnt even get a chance to try the famous canned duck!
Now onto the Keller classic, restaurant
Toque, one of the best degustations menus I've ever eater. I didnt even want degus, I get angry when I hear the word now, however this was something special.
Highlight... Crispy Bone Marrow (slide) Bruschetta...
Its amazing how the staff react when you say, 'Oh Thomas Keller told me to come here'.