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La Porto a Casa

Review date: 2007-12-23

On this brutal night, when only snow mobiles should be on the roads, I am told over the phone that La Porto a Casa is packed.

I ask them to check again. Surely, on this wretched evening, they must have a dozen cancellations?

Nope.

What about later on? Should I call again in fifteen minutes?

She's so very sorry, she cannot accommodate. And beside, the kitchen closes at eight.

For three weeks, I have been trying to get a table at this damn place. And no, this isn't the latest Byward Market hottie. This is a mom and pop restaurant in a strip mall in Barrhaven. I had managed a late lunch here many weeks ago, after dropping off a kid at the train station across the street. Lunch had been tasty: I needed to return for dinner. She could fit me in next Wednesday at seven.

When I finally get my foot in the door I find that families dominate the bright, utilitarian room; that the kitchen's strength is good gutsy food - fragrant, filling, flavourful plates of pasta, pizza, meats and mussels - and that this home-style Italian restaurant specializes in abundance.

There's not much that's delicate here - either in the look of the place (diner-casual, lights bright, Coke machine, industrious galley kitchen, kitschy Christmas decorations, hanging Chianti bottles on plastic grapevines, red and white checked tablecloths) or in the sturdy food - two full pages of home cooking at prices that keep the place packed.

A perky, cheery young woman arrives to welcome us. They hire good people here. We ask one of the good people about a starter and are immediately directed to the deep fried zucchini sticks. We obey and are not unhappy. Long sticks of seasoned zucchini wrapped in crunchy brown casings, dunked in a perky dip are ugly and perfect. Mussels are fresh, smelts are spicy, and a minestrone soup is packed with an excess of good stuff, served piping hot in and in quantity that feeds the three of us. It gets passed around.

Pace yourself. The helpings to come are just as generous. The cannelloni is gutsy, the veal florentina (with prosciutto, spinach, cheese and shrimp in a white wine sauce) has an appealing balance of creaminess, saltiness and green freshness. There is abundant seafood in the pescatore pasta.

The pizzas are chewy and flavourful. The "testa dura" is a favourite - seasoned with a profligate amount of garlic, hot peppers, spicy sausage, pitted black olives (not from a tin, thank you) and soft portabello mushrooms.

The tiramisu is very good.

They also have a short, sweet wine list of mostly Italian bottles at prices that are neighbourly - marked up at just under 100 per cent.

All in all, a dandy casa. Trouble is, too many people know it.

Cuisine: Italian
Cost: $: starters, $8 to $9; main dishes, $16 to $20

Hours: 11AM to 8PM, Monday to Thursday; 11AM to 9PM Friday and Saturday
Accessibility: Fully accessible.

3500 Fallowfield Road, Ottawa, ON
613-843-0825

Massif Achievement

Published: March 10, 2007

In the first year of his new post at Le Massif, Paris-born chef Guy Bessone commuted from the village of Petite-Riviere-Saint-Francois to his job at the top of the mountain in an old school bus loaded with weekend skiers. Bessone would head to the kitchens and his bus mates would take to the six ungroomed trails, enjoying the highest vertical drops east of the Canadian Rockies, on a direct and dramatic path toward the ice choked Saint Lawrence Seaway below. At the base, they’d remove their skis, clamber back on the bus, and do it again. Maybe three times again. Maybe four.

Those days are gone. Now you can get from top to bottom three, maybe four times an hour. The first ski lift went up in 1992, and when Cirque du Soleil co-founder and former president Daniel Gauthier bought Le Massif in 2002, he injected $25 million into the mountain resort. Today, Le Massif boasts 43 runs, five lifts (three are high-speed quads), a couple hundred snow guns, a national alpine ski training centre, plus a remarkable annual snowfall (something like 270 inches), and unquestionably one of the most splendid views of any ski hill around. And mid-week in February, not a line up anywhere.

But Le Massif is still a topsy turvy kind of mountain: you park your car at the top. You ski down to the lifts.

That was just one of the happy oddities of my adventures in the Charlevoix region, an hour east of Quebec City. Two weeks ago, a massive dump of fresh snow – 65 cm in 24 hours – was drawing me, white-knuckled on the wheel, and thousands of other balaclava-covered skiers to the only Quebec ski resort I have ever encountered that does not sell poutine.

The skiers at Le Massif have Chef Bessone, the man in charge of all food service on the mountain, to thank for that. Forget for a moment the zaniness of a ski resort where base camp is at the summit, where the highest verticals east of the Rockies are queue-free in mid-winter, notwithstanding all that fresh powder frosting their edges. No, to my mind what really makes this place stand out is that Le Massif has declared itself fast-food free. No deep fat fryer in these kitchens. No burgers, no hot dogs, no French fries, and yes, no poutine. Walk into the cafeteria and see the box lunches for the kiddies: carrot sticks, a hard boiled egg, a ham sandwich on whole wheat, fresh fruit, carrot cake. The special for the day is veal (from Charlevoix) in a citrus sauce with roasted green beans and potatoes ($10); pasta with escargots and wild mushrooms ($8) a smoked meat panini ($9) For dessert, an apple tart with Migneron cheese. By the cash, impulse buys of organic chocolate bars. I kid you not. You eat these meals in a vaulted cafeteria dining room framed with local works of art, all originals.

There’s a mid-mountain soup shack, selling steaming bowls of homemade soups and chilli. Or you can head to the Summit Creperie for sweet and savoury crepes.

Le Massif’s commitment to healthy choices and regional ingredients is most obvious in its fine dining room.

Le Mer et Monts Restaurant

The dress code at Le Massif’s fine dining restaurant seems to be polypropylene and Rossignol suspenders. Chef Bessone’s three-course table d’hote ($22 to $26) is a parade of local ingredients – duck, lamb, organic pork, hatchery trout, local cheeses, root vegetables. The producers who furnish the raw materials are listed on the menu. The drinks list includes a variety of beers brewed 20 minutes away in Baie St-Paul. The view out the picture windows is dazzling: skiers poised at the top of a run, ready to take the 2,500 vertical feet plunge to what appears to be a direct landing on the icy Seaway. A lone ice-breaker crunches its way through the frozen waters of the St Lawrence. And all around, the snow-iced, dark-green Group-of-Seven-famous forests of Charlevoix, a World Biosphere Reserve that bears the fascinating stamp of a fallen meteorite some 350 million years ago.

The Flavour Trail

Mer et Monts is one member of the Route des Saveurs de Charlevoix (The Flavour Trail) a gastronomic road map and an alliance of producers and restaurateurs promoting and showcasing products from Charlevoix’ rich soil.

When skiing loses its appeal, or when the aching knee and burning thighs need a rest, a pilgrimage along the Flavour Trail is delightful. It’s also doable as a one-day-trip from the mountain during winter, when a number of the producers (notably the farms) are closed for the season.

Still, there’s a lot to see and taste. If you begin in Baie St Paul, stop at Le Saint-Pub for a flight of its own beers (all brewed on site) and for a bowl of pea soup and local duck confit. Then cross the street to La Chocolaterie Cynthia for a mug of home made hot chocolate-milk and some Charlevoix truffles. View the process of cheesemaking at La Laiterie Charlevoix where windows overlook the factory floor, a museum of cheese describes the history and practices of the craft. Sampling is encouraged and all is for sale.

I bought a Lacoste hothouse tomato at La Laiterie and munched it like a peach. The flavour was of August sunshine and the pink juices trickled down the sleeve of my down-filled parka. I ate this treat along with a day-old hunk of cheddar and the finest smoked sturgeon I have ever had (caught in Montmagny, cured and smoked at Le Fumoir Charlevoix) while watching the men of Baie-St-Paul shovel the two feet of fresh snow from the roofs of their homes.

A few kilometres to the north is La Ferme Basque, where Isabelle Mihura and her husband Jean-Jacques Etcheberrigaray raise their 2 daughters and 3000 ducks, supplying all manner of duck meat and products (including foie gras of a quality I have rarely tasted) to area restaurants and shops.

Gingerly picking my way around the snow drifts, along the Route du Fleuve that winds its way through the rugged beauty of the St Lawrence River’s north shore from Baie St Paul to Baie Sainte Catherine, I follow the pictograms of a toque blanche on an orange square. Other than the company of snow ploughs, I have the route pretty much to myself. From Baie St Paul down to pretty little Saint-Joseph-de-la-Rive, to Les Eboulements where Les Finesses de Charlevoix sells regional products and where, in softer season, you may picnic overlooking the St-Lawrence. Twenty minutes later, I am at La Malbaie, where the Trail takes me to Le Veau Charlevoix, a specialty shop which offers a complete range of veal products, as well as organic meat, local emu, cheese, duck, smoked fish, preserves, ciders. Next, I was on to Fromagerie Saint-Fidele, which sells daily fresh cheddar, and Swiss cheese.

My last stop was at the Fairmont Manoir Richelieu, a splendid property on the cliffs of Pointe-au-Pic, with excellent winter rates for any of their 400-plus recently refurbished rooms. A package of bed and a generous breakfast in a sun-filled dining room overlooking the River, was $183.

In a few months the Flavour Trail will be fully open, every one of the 35 businesses in full bloom, and it could well occupy your time for days.

Until then, consider the Trail a delightful distraction from the hill – or just a tasty way of fuelling up between runs.

If you go…

Getting there:
Fly or drive to Quebec City, then follow highway 138 east for forty minutes to signs for Le Massif
Twenty minutes back along 138 east straight to Baie St-Paul.

Where to stay:

In Baie-St-Paul
La Maison Otis www.maisonotis.com or 1-800-267-2254

In La Malbaie
Fairmont Le Manoir Richelieu www.fairmont.com/richelieu
or (418) 665-3703

Other sites to explore for rental accommodation
www.hebergementbaiestpaul.com
www.imcha.com
www.hotelleriechampetre.com/auberge-hotel-quebec/index.cfm
www.genevrier.com

Where to eat:

For Mer et Monts 1-877-536-2774 (ext 4047) or (418) 632-5876
www.lemassif.com/en/services.restaurants.meretmonts.asp
Restaurant Le Saint-Pub 2 rue Racine, Baie-St-Paul (418) 240-2332 www.microbrasserie.com
For restaurants along the Flavour Trail:
www.tourisme-charlevoix.com/en/circuits/saveurs.asp

In La Malbaie:
Vices Versa, 216 rue Etienne (418) 665-6869
www.vicesversa.com

Contacts:
www.lemassif.com
www.bonjourquebec.com
www.tourisme-charlevoix.com
www.tourisme-charlevoix.com/en/circuits/saveurs.asp

MHK Sushi

Review date: 2007-12-16

M is for Michelle, H is for Hong and K is Ken, and together the MHK family team has been busy.

Their restaurant on Merivale Road has just reopened after an exterior facelift and some interior sprucing up. The outer look is tidier, more eye-catching to the thousands of cars that buzz by each day. Inside, the large room with its centre sushi bar and tiered seating has been furnished with dozens of white leather chairs, the tables now covered with linen and paper toppers, the look certainly glitzier than the plain Jane of before, though it remains an interesting blend of kitsch and cool.

All cool too on Richmond Road. You find the same white leather seating at the black granite sushi bar, along the lively red wall inlaid with a trio of giant fish tanks, tucked up to tables that will accommodate about 30 sushi eaters. It's a comfy-chic place, warm and linger-able.

At MHK in Westboro there's fish in the walls as well as on the menu. Other than soup, tea and sake, the offerings are all raw and cold. It's a winning formula in a part of town ripe for a sushi bar: reasonably priced rice snacks, elegantly crafted with fresh material, in handsome surroundings. I like the rice here, well cooked and well seasoned such that it's neither gluey nor too sweet or too cold. The cuts are clean and sharp, and the arrangements are attractive and made to order.

The trick to fully enjoying both MHKs is to focus on the sushi. That's easy on Richmond Road: it's what's on offer. At the Merivale Road MHK, whose full name is MHK Sushi and Asian Fusion Restaurant, you will do better to leave the attempts at Asian Fusion aside. In fact, I'd eschew anything cooked. The miso soup is dull, the pork dumplings are watery, the filling gristly. The tempura is too heavy, too stodgy. The Thai curries taste of powder and cornstarch; the Pad Thai is very boring; the Mongolian beef is tough and littered with jarred garlic; the green seafood curry features overcooked fish and mealy mussels, tired broccoli, and too much tinned stuff - baby corn, water chestnuts. The vanilla shrimp tastes unpleasantly like dessert - shrimp in a commercial mayonnaise with vanilla extract set on iceberg lettuce. Doesn't turn my crank.

So - here's what you do. Until they've figured out the hot stuff, order lots of sushi. You will be served by kind, thoughtful people, and you will enjoy everything they bring you. Start with a delicate seaweed salad and then either order a la carte treats or one of their special maki platters - the dragon roll with unagi, cucumber, avocado and fish roe is very pretty; the kiss roll featuring spicy tuna is just that - spicy. The spider roll is a pleasurable contrast of crispy and supple, all crunch and soft, with a bite of heat and perfectly calibrated rice in a roll that holds together nicely and goes down awfully well.

Cuisine: Japanese - Sushi
Cost: $$: starters, $2.55 to $9; main dishes, $9 to $18; sushi/sashimi/maki $3.95

Hours: Daily for lunch and dinner.
Accessibility: Fully accessible.

429 Richmond Road, Ottawa, ON
613-798-0800