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Irish Fry plate (3 eggs + farmer’s sausage + peameal bacon + baked beans + home fried potatoes + toast).
The Pour House, Toronto, Ontario. April 16, 2011.
Peameal bacon is an authentic Toronto delicacy. Anyone who’s been to Toronto knows about the lean, sweet and slow cured version of the traditional bacon. Curious more than delicious, it has the merit of being much more lean than its more praised counterpart, which is much fattier and lets face it, much tastier too. 
Now this kinda plate, with three eggs, sausages, beans and the likes, can either suck you down for the rest of the day, or, if you’re crazy enough like me and the boys, propel you down by the ROM to film an éphémère dance performance under the pouring rain of the Queen City. 
When great things need to be done, accept no substitute.
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Irish Fry plate (3 eggs + farmer’s sausage + peameal bacon + baked beans + home fried potatoes + toast).

The Pour House, Toronto, Ontario. April 16, 2011.

Peameal bacon is an authentic Toronto delicacy. Anyone who’s been to Toronto knows about the lean, sweet and slow cured version of the traditional bacon. Curious more than delicious, it has the merit of being much more lean than its more praised counterpart, which is much fattier and lets face it, much tastier too. 

Now this kinda plate, with three eggs, sausages, beans and the likes, can either suck you down for the rest of the day, or, if you’re crazy enough like me and the boys, propel you down by the ROM to film an éphémère dance performance under the pouring rain of the Queen City. 

When great things need to be done, accept no substitute.

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When I was 4 months old, my parents would feed me liver and lentils. At the youthful age of 4, I was biting off alligator in the swanky swamps of Central Florida. At 14, I spent my late night teenage cravings mixing mustard with parmigiano and farfalle. At 24, as a dilettante student in Paris, I wouldn't have been caught dead in the Seine with less than 8 different fromages in my fridge. Now in my early thirties, and based in Montréal, I try my best at taking a bite at everything life swings my way. I am no expert. I am no critique. I am LE FOOD FETISHIST.

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