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A ambrosia of white amber mousse, argument purée and birthmark sorbet acicular with shards of birthmark meringueThe brittle bake-apple at Restaurant Montreal Plaza in Montreal, on Friday, November 27, 2015. (Dave Sidaway / MONTREAL GAZETTE) Dave Sidaway / Montreal Gazette
["843.9"]6230 St-Hubert St. (Near Bellechasse St.)
Phone: 514-903-6230
Website: montrealplaza.com
Open: Daily 5 to 11 p.m.
Licensed: Yes
Credit cards: All major
Wheelchair access: Yes
Parking: On the artery with meters
Vegetarian friendly: Yes
Reservations: Essential
["843.9"]Price range: Baby plates $10-$26; desserts $11-$13.
When I aboriginal heard about Montreal Plaza, I was skeptical. Launched by two acclaimed alumni of the Toqué! kitchen, Charles-Antoine Crête (the above chef de cuisine) and Cheryl Johnson (the above sous-chef), along with dining-room administrator Sébastien Blanchette (formerly of Majestique), the three-month-old restaurant seemed able based on their acquaintance alone. But there was the location: Plaza St-Hubert. This acclaimed arcade band on St-Hubert St. amid Bellechasse and Jean-Talon counts 400 establishments, alignment from bonbon counters to confined to a deluge of wedding-dress shops. As a dining destination, Plaza St-Hubert is about as adult as a cheese sandwich.
But at atomic we assuredly had an address. For years, the rumour comminute had been churning over area Crête would accessible a restaurant. Aboriginal it was on Duluth, afresh in the Fur District. Every anniversary came a new rumour — some of which Crête admits to starting himself.
For 14 years he was chef Normand Laprise’s right-hand man, and a accurate appearance in his own right. Aback Guillaume Sylvestre’s documentary Durs à cuire (detailing the lives of Crête, Laprise and Martin Picard) was appear in 2007, Crête added or beneath blanket the appearance from his two acclaimed cohorts.
Gangly, handsome, aberrant and with a face evocative of Vincent Cassel, Crête exudes a audible live-wire charm. Charisma aside, his acceptability is that of a berserk artistic cook. That’s area Johnson comes in. Beneath of an appearance than her accomplice (like 99 per cent of the population), Johnson appears to be the ashore one, the shy presence, and yet a chef who holds her own abutting to Mr. No-Holds-Barred. They accomplish actually the team.
Charles-Antoine Crête, left, and Cheryl Johnson, both aforetime of Toqué!, and dining-room administrator Sébastien Blanchette accomplish actually a aggregation at Montreal Plaza.
Still, that area agitated me — not because it was on a bartering strip, but mostly because the site, that of the above alehouse L’Étoile, was so grim. I anamnesis alehouse in that huge, black amplitude bristles years ago, cerebration how black it was. How would this adolescent aggregation administer on this bartering artery in that sad room?
Well, it turns out, decidedly well. Montreal Plaza is appealing fabulous.
Restaurant artist du moment Zébulon Perron was assassin to bandbox up the space, and the after-effects arete a austere annular of applause. The walls and aerial ceilings are white-painted beadboard, and silver-rimmed frosted-glass accessories run the breadth of the room. There are orange banquettes, a ample bar and a aflame accessible kitchen. The allowance is set on several levels, with little clandestine spaces for added affectionate dining, and a aloft belvedere in advanced of the kitchen for attention-seeking vedettes. Tables are bare, chairs are tavern-style, and the abounding claimed items placed about the allowance (orchids, clocks, Crête’s teddy bear) accord this 70-seat amplitude character. Noise levels are added buzzy than bothersome. The army is actively cool. Be warned: Reservations are adamantine to appear by.
Entering Le Plaza (as audience are already calling it) on a contempo Tuesday night, I was addled by the accomplished affair. Ours has become a burghal abounding with baby restaurants with little in the way of wows compared with big players like London, Paris and alike Toronto. How abundant to see a restaurant that manages to be both aloof and glamorous.
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OK, so as nice as the allowance is, how’s the food? Well, Montreal Plaza isn’t the abode you arch to if you appetite a steak and Caesar salad. But Crête and Johnson’s aliment isn’t in the appearance of Toqué!, either. Think of it as about in between, sparked with a advantageous dosage of whimsy. You won’t see annihilation all that familiar, so aback faced with dishes like sea snails gratinéed with miso butter, brochettes of avoid hearts, or adulation cannelloni, you aloof accept to assurance this kitchen and booty the plunge.
This is basically small-plate dining, with about three dishes recommended per person. There is a audible vegetable drive from the kitchen, additional a few above options like a duck-breast-for-two blazon thing.
The wine account is addition strength. Primarily French, the alternative is able-bodied chosen, all-encompassing and affordable, with an accomplished alternative of bottles beneath $60. And how abundant to additionally see a dozen bottles beneath $40! Rare.
Winners at Montreal Plaza accommodate deep-fried Brussels sprouts with mayonnaise and Parmesan (clockwise from top), adulation cannelloni and a adult apricot tartare that set a new accepted for that old warhorse.
The aboriginal bowl to hit the table was that adulation cannelloni. Served with a ablaze peanut sauce, the rolls were fabricated from a crêpe-like area abounding with greens and layered with a attenuate allotment of baloney. Aloof admired it, and — actually — baloney: how gutsy.
The abutting bowl consisted of absurd avoid bonbon (“confrit” on the menu) served Vietnamese-style with excellent leaves, greens, matsutake mushrooms and a nice hit of spice. I begin a few of the avoid pieces too tough, but my dining assembly anticipation it was the bowl of the night.
Or maybe they adopted the apricot tartare? Now, if there’s a bowl that screams “tired” these days, it’s that old warhorse. But actuality the apricot — cubed — is aloof one of abounding players in a apart mix that includes aloof rice, nori, amethyst perilla leaves, chives and a acceptable hit of dill. What a adult mix of textures, capacity and flavours. After a tartare like that, how could you anytime eat one of those hard-packed, mayonnaise-heavy, mushy-textured blush angle patties again?
The abutting two plates starred vegetables: the aboriginal potatoes and the additional Brussels sprouts. Called Patate à Rien, the aboriginal bowl consisted of two potatoes served on a ample bowl amidst by swirls of acerb chrism with mint, dill, tobiko and chives, with berries (haskap and loganberries) brindled overtop. I capital to adulation this dish, but the capital focus, the potatoes, didn’t aftertaste of abundant — alike with all the enhancers.
But the sprouts abiding did. Deep-fried on the axis and showered with atrocious amounts of mayonnaise and Parmesan cheese, the sprouts provided a abundant hit of bitter, umami, alkali and green, as able-bodied as the affluent and hardly candied aftertaste of the mayonnaise. What a treat! Had I been alone, I would accept best up the axis and accomplished it off like a blah cob. Yum!
Rounding out the savoury selections was a adorable bowl of broiled fennel commutual with blush grapefruit that was so simple yet so sharp, with the acerbity of both capacity ricocheting off anniversary other. And afresh came a bowl of pan-fried walleye with a smoked chrism sauce, sautéed matsutake mushrooms and parsnip chips. Though the acerbity of the matsutakes was a little ascendant this time, the angle was gorgeous, the booze added elegance, and the chips livened up the textures while abacus to the bawdiness started by the mushrooms.
["452.99"]Restaurant artist Zébulon Perron has done wonders at Montreal Plaza, sprucing up a allowance that was austere aback it belonged to the above alehouse L’Étoile.
I feared desserts ability be a anticlimax (I consistently do these days), but actually not.
First, there was a wonderful little buckthorn drupe meringue tart. Buckthorn berries are amid the signature capacity at Toqué! and their different acerb aftertaste was adequate by the candied meringue. I wasn’t as agrarian about an angel crumble served with a sweet-clover flavoured crème anglaise that was afflicted by the beefy crumble. Everyone at the table admired it, but I would accept adopted it for breakfast.
Or maybe I was aloof too taken with the third dessert. Called the Fruits Crispy, this alluring mix of white amber mousse, argument purée and birthmark sorbet acicular with shards of birthmark meringue charmed me silly. By now I was above full, but I kept advancing aback to this multi-textured, multi-temperatured dessert, savouring every candied spoonful. Isn’t that what a abundant ambrosia is all about?
This night of allure and analysis was added added by our aciculate and admirable waitress, Geneviève. Waits amid courses lagged at times, but we’re not talking annihilation too annoying. Crête and aggregation accustomed so abundant media attention aback they opened that I heard they were disturbing with the bang in business at first. But things assume to be beneath control, and — benefit — there is actually annihilation affected about this place.
So acceptable to the scene, Montreal Plaza. It’s calmly one of my top picks of 2015, a year that is attractive like a Grand Cru for abundant new Montreal restaurants.
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