To all my British friends, there’s no need to fear the French bastion across the Atlantic that is Quebec anymore. During your next visit, know that despite the polar vortex and our Latin heritage, Montreal serves legitimate Sunday Roast – care of the Dominion Square Tavern.Now, before you get nostalgic about the Great Empire, it’s worth mentioning that the name is only a relic of the past. That aside, the Tavern does great justice to the traditional British pub (not quite the Wild Rabbit, but definitely on par with the Lamb). With its dimmed lights and brown leather couches, it’s only missing the infamous two-tap sink to make you feel completely at home. Having noticed the Sunday Roast on the menu a while back, a bunch of us finally decided to try it this visit. After a round of fine cocktails and wine, we got down to business. The Sunday Roast was generous and came complete with all the trimmings a good Briton is accustomed to. At the far left of the plate proudly stood the Yorkshire pudding, a soufflé-like puffed batter, ready to leave no drops behind. The mushroom gravy, right above, calmly waited to be pored over in all its thickness and flavor. At the center of the dish mixed the potatoes, mini carrots, and Brussels sprouts – all baked and happily crunchy. Finally to the extreme right was the roast. A beef roast for the occasion, it was tenderly pink with a thin rim of fat for extra indulgence. While it’s customary to use the roast’ leftovers for lunches throughout the following week(s) – you might have guessed that there were none after this meal.
1243 Rue Metcalfe, Montréal, QC H3B 2V5