Paulo et Suzanne: the perfect after clubbing experience.

Rick @ my514.com – May 27, 2008

Located on Boulevard Gouin near Sacré Coeur Hospital (View Google Map ) Casse-Croute Paulo et Suzanne has been a landmark establishment for generations of people throughout the years. Although their logo has changed along with the ownership, and the menu has expanded with new meals such as “Le Sous Marin” and “Le Bagel BLT”, Paulo et Suzanne has held onto their core clientèle by offering their traditional poutine dish.

Knowing that i’ll receive many stern emails saying that there are far superior poutine’s on and off the island of Montreal, the thing that makes the Paulo et Suzanne poutine so special is the heart and the gravy. Naturally one might think that with good gravy comes a mild heart attack, however the heart that is present in serving a Paulo et Suzanne poutine has stayed the same since Paulo and Suzanne were the original owners. Many readers will remember their first time trying a poutine at the famous casse-croute on Gouin, and many of those people will state that the first time they tasted the warm gravy and cheese curds was at 4am upon returning from a night of intense partying.

Chanting drunken songs until the chef’s slam their fists in rage and drinking at least 5 cups of water to quench your dehydrated body is the typical pre-meal routine at an early Sunday morning poutine run at Paulo et Suzanne’s. I remember many times when the whole restauraunt (stuffed with people) would erupt in song and dance while either eating or waiting for their food.

Many people debate on the perfect meal after clubbing, some say it’s the crepe while others claim that a nice gyro will settle the hunger cramps. I say it’s the famous poutine because in all honesty nothing fills you up more than a pile of fries smothered in gravy and cheese curds especially when you’ve spent 90% of your energy dancing like a fool on top of a couch in a club. The feeling of joy when a plate of fresh poutine is placed in front of you is a feeling that can be equated to collapsing after running a marathon and/or jumping for joy after finding out that girl you hooked up with two weeks ago isn’t pregnant. I might be putting too much emphasis on this however I do live by what I say and I say that nothing beats the joy that you get from eating a Paulo et Suzanne poutine.

For those thinking I’m full of it or that I’m glorifying a meal that is nothing more than a “regular” plate of fries, I encourage you to go and have a seat on the terrace one evening after a long night of partying and order up a fresh poutine, drink a couple glasses of water and sing your favorite tune with a group of your drunken friends. You won’t be disappointed.