Liverpool House

Too rich for my blood.
The ambience and atmosphere of the Liverpool house is phenomenal, however on a hot Montréal day the meat is not the only thing making you sweat. For a place that is charging upwards of $ 40 – 50 a plate I would hope they can get some AC, but again, this may be a normal thing in Montréal so I am putting it out there as a disclaimer and not holding it against them.
We had three dishes in total, the pressed lamb flank, the lobster spaghetti and a special of the day which was pojarski (veal stuffed with liver I believe). The appetizer was the lamb flank and I happily rate it a ⁵⁄₅. It was a fantastically flavor piece of lamb, a good amount of fat, but not chewy. I shared the lobster spaghetti and pojarski with my girlfriend and oh my were both extremely rich! The lobster I unfortunately have to give a ³⁄₅ rating. It was good and better then a few other similar dishes I have had, however at $ 55 a pop and being the number one hyped dish, I guess I just expected a bigger wow factor. Having said that, first bite four stars, by the end of the dish three. Finally the pojarski, I ordered this with having absolutely no idea what it was and ended up asking the server after I got the dish. It was very good and extremely rich. If you are into liver and extremely rich, powerfully flavorful food, this is the dish for you. Sadly it was a little too rich for my taste so I have to give it a ⁴⁄₅.
Since I think we may have ordered two of the richest and filling menu items (other then the one pound steak they offer) we sadly had no room for dessert.
I may still have given Liverpool House a five star rating, but in the end of the day I ask myself, ‘would I come back here?’ And the answer is no, the food is great, but the prices are too high for not having the most amazing experience.
I am very happy I came to try it once though. If you can’t get into Joe Beef, I would recommend you try the Liverpool house!

Came with high expectations and was underwhelmed. I ordered the foie gras de cochon for appetizer and it was very rich and buttery, pretty good but couldn’t finish the 3 pieces it came with. The green salad was pretty good with cauliflower, lettuce. I tried the Liverpool steak medium rare and it was pretty good but not impressed. I thought it didn’t have much salt or seasoning at all. The spinach was pretty good and pickle was an odd side dish. I also tried the half order of lobster spaghetti which was more than enough. The lobster was good and I really liked the spaghetti in a rich creamy buttery sauce but half size was enough for me. Service was pretty nonexistent and waitress didn’t really explain the menu which was written in chalkboard in French in the corner and forgot our drinks. It also took forever to get our food. For the price, I expected better.

Just wow! Great menu with a lot of very shareable plates clearly for people who want to have unusual focused dishes not a meat and sides place but there’s still things to appeal to most. Take a picture of the menu if your not seated near by. Wine list is fabulous. Beautiful desserts (but huge) loved the fois parfait. Veal Tartare was well prepared. Fois breakfast sandwich was yummy. Get the potato wedges.

I’m so excited we got to dine at the Liverpool House. It really was a great experience and probably the highlight of our trip to Montréal. The food is just fantastic. I went with the most popular (and expensive!!!) dish, lobster spaghetti and have zero regrets! Seriously we’ve paid less to feed our family of four dining out than we did on that one dish, but man we were on vacation so who cares, right? It was so worth it. I’m already trying to figure out how to recreate that meal at home! My partner got the rabbit, also very delicious! Highly recommended. He was so happy. The waitstaff and service is wonderful. They walked us through the menu, checked in constantly, refilled our water before they were empty, even brushed crumbs away in between courses. We had a few beers each and enjoyed the 90’s hip hop. Totally our kind of place. Would and WILL go back every time we visit.

It’s almost foodie heresy to suggest it, but Liverpool House eked out Joe Beef on our trip to Montréal this snowy, freezing April. Even without wine (which always makes a meal more enjoyable), Liverpool House had some real showstopper dishes, and had 3 foie gras options (a torchon, a tart (eaten and pictured), and the dejuner version (I’m not an egg fan and avoided, though I could see it’s a beautiful thing)). We only ordered the tart, thinking there would be much more foie to come the next night at Joe Beef, but there was hardly any to be found, and «he who hesitates is lost».
The most interesting menu items were the starters, so my group of 4 focused there. Oysters were fantastic ($ 3.50 each), but not much more you can say about oysters other than it was a beautiful presentation. The «pâté en croute» was the lattice-​pie object in my picture ($ 20) — this was a must! The beef tartare ($ 16) was as good as any I’ve had. I wish I’d explored further with the «foie gras au torchon» ($ 25) and the croquettes de lapin ($ 11), but we had a mountain of lobster spaghetti ($ 55) on the way, and wisely saved room for this very large and filling dish (my recommendation is to order more of the smaller plates, and a half-​portion of the lobster pasta). We also ordered an «onglet en poivre» ($ 33: a hangar steak, tonight with pepper and a blue cheese-​based sauce on the end), and rounded it out with some veggies: the «carrots roties» were fantastic (bottom left of my photo), but the «brocoli & grana padano» was uninspired (just broccoli with grated parmesan).
The «sticky toffee» dessert, even on a very full stomach, was amazing (thanks to the Unilocalers who have gone before me and highlighted it). Again I must compare to Joe Beef and proclaim that Liverpool House was the winner in this course too. So if you arrive at Joe’s without a reservation and are directed to Liverpool, despair not!

Very good tasty generous portions of food and a huge variety of tasty best quality ingredients but Iam talking about the place when they have such a good reputation they cannot jam people in one room no space to move, too bad because the food is excellent !

I cannot begin to describe this place. It’s located next door to Joe Beef, and has much of the same décor styles and ambiance.
The breakfast foie gras was hands down the best dish I have EVER eaten. It was like the first time I was given food. Plated on organic maple syrup, the entire creation of breakfast perfection has ruined me. It’s all I can think about. It has single handedly set the bar so high that I cannot imagine any other restaurant or food item coming close. The yolkey envelopment over the creamy foie gras in combination of the fresh and local bagel was also just sublime.
We also had the lobster spaghetti which was also incredible. I will be back, that I can assure you.

I had been here in November with a girlfriend of mine. The service was very welcoming at the beginning. But I kept feeling pressured by our waiter to buy wine as well as dessert.
The oysters were tasty but not shucked properly. My fish plate which was the fish of the day was too buttery. And our dessert was hard. My friends ordered the halibut and that was very good. I hate the fact that the menu is written all over the walls (including wine) difficult to read since it is very dim.

First impressions of the décor is weird it reminded me of a sugar shack. All the menus are written on the wall in chalk. We were seated right in front of these walls and people would constantly pass by to take pictures and bring it back to their table. Ruined the mood of our table with constant flashes going off
Being 6 we tried most of the popular things on the menu. Personally I had:
HorseTartare– which was simply amazing. Had the slightest over taste touch of Dijon.
Liverpool Steak– the med-​rare cook was done perfectly for a 14oz steak the spinach side was perfect
Pecan maple syrup tartlet– was average
The biggest issue of the night was we revived one total bill. We then asked to have the bills split we were told «it’s joe beefs policy to provide one bill» we then spent 15mins splitting up our 550 $ bill to make sure we included taxes and tip. The waitress was perfect up until this point. You could see she was not happy with this policy and kind of took it out on us.
Food 4.5 star
Service 3
Business policy on bills 0
We won’t be returning

I will be completely honest here. I liked the place. I liked the ambiance. I liked the food. I liked the drinks. But it ends there. The only thing I FLIPPED over was the dessert which I cannot remember it was called. It was a brownie with caramel sauce and was absolutely delish if you have a super sweet tooth.
I started off with an entrée of foie gras which was great but too much for just one person. My main dish was Morue and grilled calamari but that’s it. No sides (which I was unaware it didn’t come with any). My boyfriend has the lobster pasta ($ 55… I nearly passed out). Granted you do get quite a bit of lobster.
And seriously, that’s it. There was nothing that made we want to go back or nothing that blew my mind. The bill was EXTREMELY steep.
All this to say… yea, it was good. I liked it. I have nothing negative to say besides the cost. Would I go back? Probably not. I would much rather take my money and go to Pintxo for two suppers that blow my mind.

Preparing for our trip to Montréal, we did the typical research: foodie TV shows, travel articles and, of course, Unilocal.And in all of our studying, two names kept coming up: Frédéric Morin and David McMillan.
So by the time we arrived, it’s fair to say that their restaurants, Joe Beef and Liverpool House, were on our must-​try lists and that we had some lofty expectations.
Well, Liverpool House met those expectations and exceeded them, perhaps more so than any other restaurant ever has. For the first time, I truly wish there was a sixth star I could give a business. It was superb not only in food but also in service.
I’ll start with the service. My boyfriend and I had heard that both restaurants are tough to get into without reservations well in advance. Deciding to try our luck, we called ahead and were told that there weren’t any spots available but we could show up and perhaps luck into a cancelation.
So we did, and we did! The host was very gracious, and asked if we would be able to give up the table in an hour and a half for a later reservation. At the time, I thought an hour and half seemed like more than enough time to eat in this dark, sexy restaurant, but in all honesty, we could have stayed there for much longer.
We were shown to our table, which as other reviewers have mentioned, was in close quarters to other diners. And our server (who we found out later is also one of the managers) was patient enough to go over the menu with us.
The menu is written on a large chalkboard, in French. Considering our table was not near that area of the restaurant nor do we know French, it was great to have a guide.
And he first guided us to the pig tails, a pork version of buffalo chicken wings. Yes, these were really pig tails, but the tails had been cut up in inch or so sections. These had a bit of a kick to them and were served with a Ranch-​like dressing. They also had small bones in them, which our server/​the manager warned us about. Definitely a high-​end take on pub grub.
And then for my entrée, I got the much written about lobster spaghetti. Oh, the lobster spaghetti. One of the best dishes I have ever eaten. Instead of little bits of lobster mixed into the pasta, like you might see elsewhere, an entire lobster was presented in this spaghetti — claws, tail and all. And boy did it hit the spot. Liverpool House used thicker spaghetti, which held on to more of the savory sauce. The serving size was also large, but I did not have any trouble finishing it off. This is last-​meal material.
We shared the Brussels sprouts — another revelation. These were served in a sweet vinegar sauce, which brought something new to this trendy dish. I have tried to find a recipe for these online but am so far unsuccessful.
My boyfriend got the trout, which was served whole with mushroom and cabbage stuffed inside. At any other restaurant, this would easily be the star, but next to these other dishes, it definitely played back-​up singer.
And then for dessert, we got the cheese plate, so that we could enjoy some more raw-​milk cheese while in Canada. The server/​manager recommended this cheese plate as well as a port-​like Banyuls wine pairing. Just wow. The plate was served with warm, soft, thick, buttery, toasted bread, which was great for spreading cheese. The server/​manager suggested a few types of cheeses as well as the spoonful of local honey. Now this is what a cheese plate should be.
And the wine. We are trying desperately to find a way to get it in the states. It was sweet and warmed us up on that cold night.
Throughout the meal, our cups never came close to empty, and our food came out fast. I loved the casual soundtrack that played while we dined, which included Blues Traveler, Justin Timberlake and other ‘90s and ‘00s hits. You could tell that while this restaurant takes its food seriously, it doesn’t have a big ego about it.
Plus the servers and staff seemed to genuinely enjoy working there. We watched other servers take care of the tables around us, and they all seemed happy to answer questions and full of pride and smiles. They also seemed to get along well with each other, helping each other out when needed.
This was just such a fun place to be.
And then when we left, the host had remembered us and made sure that we were able to enjoy everything, without feeling rushed to make it out before they needed the table for the 9 p.m. reservation. The restaurant was packed yet he kept track of everyone there.
Great service and great food don’t always go hand in hand. Liverpool House should be the standard other restaurants aspire to. I hope that I get to travel to Montréal again and enjoy this experience for a second time.

I was determined to get me and my husband here on our honeymoon. As an epicurean who is also obsessed with vintage and antique everything (don’t come into my tiny apartment unless you’re prepared to redefine the word hoarder), I wanted to stuff ourselves off vintage china and flatware and that we did. We stuffed ourselves to the gills with wine and lobster pasta and clams casino. Also, the most memorable dessert I have had, hands down: warm financier pear tart with frangipane. This financier was baked in a tart pan, nutty brown delicious, with a half a pear baked into it. I’d do anything for this recipe. Came with a cup of pear sorbet that was basically biting directly into the ripest pear of the season. So clean, so fresh.
Liverpool House is the equivalent to a fine whisky/​whiskey/​scotch; warm, brown and glowing. I love that it’s so warm and inviting inside while it’s biting cold outside. Makes me feel like I’m in a cabin. Staff is incredibly welcoming. But, it’s straight forward; if you order clams casino… you’ll get exactly that. Not an ethnic rendition, not a fucking deconstructed version… just clams casino. And that’s what I ordered. That’s what I want.
Moments of awkwardness: How is a place that was opened by a large man (Dave McMillan) not large or spacious enough to fit a large woman?! Dude, this space is so small and tight (cozy and intimate) that I could barely squeeze my fat arse in between other tables and chairs when I left.
Standing in the corner with hoards of other people to stare at a chalkboard menu in the dark. Hella hard to decipher, hard to not feel pressure to make a split decision and again… stuck in the corner with a crowd of other people also trying to decipher menu.
And still… I love it.

I had a heavenly experience at Joe Beef a few months prior to coming to Liverpool House. I wanted to take my friends visiting from out of town to Joe Beef, but we couldn’t manage a reservation, so I figured Liverpool House would do.
We got the horse tartar as an appetizer, and for mains, the scallops, rabbit and duck dishes (I don’t remember their full names). I wanted to order the horse steak but they didn’t have it that day. I had loved the horse tartar at Joe Beef, and I loved it too at Liverpool House. The scallops and duck were good, but the rabbit was a little meh. All three dishes had a good amount of delicious (but very heavy) sauce. No one brought us bread voluntarily but I asked for it and got it. Bread is a great vehicle for sauce.
While the food was good (though not spectacular), my experience was tainted by the service and atmosphere. And despite waitstaff constantly walking around the restaurant, they weren’t particularly attentive and it was hard to get service most of the time. But what was the most annoying was the volume. We were seated at the table closest to the kitchen, which is also next to the bar. First, the kitchen is loud. Second, one of the staff at the bar was drying or polishing a seemingly never ending supply of cutlery in a way that produced a lot of noise, of cutlery hitting each other. I can deal with loud chatter, but the sharp clanking of cutlery was really, really unpleasant and lasted for about 30 – 40 minutes.
Maybe I had unrealistic expectations for this place by thinking it would match Joe Beef even in service, maybe things would have been better if I had been seated elsewhere. But I left disappointed, and with a hole in my wallet.

Before we talk Liverpool House, let’s talk Joe Beef. Mr. Beef is high on my restaurant bucket list (inclusive of not unpopular dining establishments like Noma, Jiro, and liquor-​licensed Taco Bell). Unlike some other luminaries, I finally had a clear and easy shot at checking this off the list, thanks to a friend’s decision to host his bachelor party in Montréal. Quite unfortunately, despite a couple month’s advance warning, reservations were not to be had. Getting through to via phone Joe Beef is an ordeal in itself, let alone speaking to someone in a rational manner in order to procure said reservation. Alas.
The biggest hangup was our large party (of 10), but our coordinator sold us (and Mr. Beef’s purveyors) on Liverpool House, Joe’s younger, larger sister restaurant. So while Joe Beef remains bucketed, I at least had a chance to sample the goods. I apologize profusely for the lack of photographic evidence, as Liverpool’s hearty spread was enough to feed a small army, and quite deliciously, I might add. I chalk it up to a full slate of day drinking prior, and we were just lucky enough that the groom-​to-​be made it through the evening. A prix fixe dinner with something like 7 different courses and plates ended up coming to a very respectable price, not inclusive of the mountains upon mountains of Old Fashioneds or something other whiskey cocktails that we ended up ordering that night.
The highlights are the meats, obviously, anything meat. Like Joe Beef, Liverpool House’s menu is always chalkboarded, such that the only menu I have is questionably stored in my noggin. However, I do remember the lobster spaghetti, and it’s good. To quote Joe Beef aficionado Anthony Bourdain, damn good. The red meat, of which we received two kinds, boneless and bone-​in, were also phenomenal. Starter oysters? Yes.
The whole evening was an exercise in pure, gluttonous decadence. And while I didn’t technically get Joe Beef in my mouth, I still came away feeling plenty satisfied.

Tout simplement malade! Tout est bon.
Nous étions 8. Chacun des plats différents.
Agneau: la viande fond en bouche. L’assaisonnement parfaite.
Pâtes au homard: crémeuse et goûte de l’homard. Morceau de vrai homard! La carcasse en fait foi. Sauce fait avec réduction d’homard!
Lapin: la sauce est succulente.
Canard: parfaitement exécuté.
Les légumes d’accompagnement sont choisi avec soins.
Je vous fais grâce des entrées et des desserts!
Et le tout en très (trop) bonne quantité.
Bonne appétit!

I like Liverpool House (LH) but, in my opinion, their stuff is quite hit-​or-​miss. One Fact: The food there is heavy (this is not a criticism in any way — but one should be aware of this before going there!!!).
My go-​to dish at LH is their «Cote de Boeuf» special. It is meant for sharing: enough quantity for 2 – 3 people and it includes some seasonal sides (cost: $ 110). I like it so much that, usually, I only go to LH when I can ascertain that my dining group will want to order this. It’s always GREAT!!! If I just consider this… 4.5 stars.
More generally, they do their «meats» quite well (including seafood). The other dish components and items are a mixed bag. For instance, at my latest visit, scallops w/​risotto were ordered. The scallops were excellent (!!!) but the risotto was bad (thin rice, watery, underseasoned). This is just one of several examples I’ve experienced over the last couple of years here.
Odd Fact: They charge for their bread and butter ($ 2.50 for 3 or 4 slices of bread and one pickle). I guess that’s fine — but I can imagine that this would annoy some folks because it’s not particularly special bread.
The restaurant itself looks stylish and has a unique charm (they have a canoe hanghing from the ceiling… and it stylistically works!). I’m less favorable about the service. It isn’t terrible but it is definitely well below average.

Swimming pool liver
Best meal of my life so far
Go eat all the things!
This place is totally worth being rejected at Joe Beef for. FYI this is the brother (sister?) restaurant to Joe Beef. Same guys made it, and so, it should show as just as delish. I don’t know, because I didn’t eat at Joe Beef. (Lesson learned: make reservations at these places.) But, darn it, it was one of the best meals I’ve ever eaten. And for less that $ 100? An absolute steal!!!
And it’s not like one of those expensive meals that are 3 bites worth of food. It’s a ton of food, and you will want to eat it all.
I could barely understand the menu in English or French. When the waiter explained, I looked for words that I understood, and this is what happened: I went twice in my one week trip. I think I ate some oysters, beer, sausage, rabbit, lobster pasta, pork shoulder, chicken, foie gras, bread, zucchini bread, roast carrots, potatoes, potato salad, roast brussel sprouts, some ridiculous cheese stuffed with more cheese, beer, and some ridiculous gin and earl grey tea concoction.
And dessert. Go for the sorbets. They are amazing.
I went by myself and was seated at the bar. Lone dining is kind of sad, and so I befriended a Torontonian who was also rejected at Joe Beef and we shared some of our food stuff. I spent about $ 80 by myself (oysters, beer, entrée, dessert, complimentary shot, tax and tip).
I ate so much, and I at all the things. It hurt so good.
I went with a group of 8 people. FYI if you have more than 6 people (there are 7 in my family) then you have to eat family style (thank the food gods). This means that you can’t all order your own entrees, and you shouldn’t, the portions here are super generous, and worth every bite and every penny. We didn’t order very many drinks, and all in all spent $ 60 per person (all the foods, tax and tip).
If you are looking for a world class dining experience, wonderful friendly service, generous portions, and a price that can’t be beat. This is it, and you’ll be disappointed as you meet all your future meals after this one.
Also, they’ll pack left-​over doggie bags for you.

Our take-​away from our experience at Liverpool House was that it was a destination. It is owned by the same people as neighboring Joe Beef and shares some of the drinks and renowned Lobster Spaghetti on the menu. Once you visit Liverpool House you can cross it off of your bucket list.
It’s strange. For such an expensive restaurant with delicious food and drinks, the interior borders on dingy. There’s kitchy nostalgic pieces including a stuffed bird perched on top of a vintage soda cooler. The menus are written on blackboards on the wall. The are written exclusively in French. The poor server had to translate and recite the entire menu to us. Apparently she’s used to it. We heard her do it three or four times while we were there.
Speaking of which, there were many English-​speaking tourists at Liverpool House. One table was a group of four boisterous locals who seemed just as comfortable as the casually dressed employees. I suppose it was hard for us to wrap our heads around paying $$$$ for dinner while dressed in ripped jeans.
The portions of food were tremendous. Each of the three dishes we got could easily have been split between the two of us as a satisfying entrée. We could have saved money and only gotten two of the three items we ordered.
The brussel sprouts were our favorite. They were perfectly cooked. Only slightly charred on the outside — enough to make them crispy — but soft and succulent on the inside. They were fresh and verdant when bitten. The seasoning and sauce were perfect accompaniments to the sprouts making harmony to their song.
I got the lobster spaghetti. Apparently it’s the same recipe as Joe Beef. The lobster easily slipped out of the shells in perfectly cooked whole pieces of goodness. The lobster portion was truly generous. It was so generous that I didn’t mind sharing with M. Normally I would jealously guard all of the lobster for myself and only give out nibbles when begged. The sauce with the spaghetti was rich and buttery. It was a really rich and creamy and amazing dish.
M got the horse. She’d never tried horse before and thought, «Why not?» It was served as a huge, lean filet mignon and wrapped in bacon. The server explained that horse is such a lean meat that it must be served nearly rare and with bacon because it doesn’t have a lot of fat to stand the fires of much cooking. She was right! M liked it, but it’s not her favorite meat. She agreed that this was probably the best way for her to try horse; however, it sure was expensive.
Neither one of us was able to finish our entire meals. Early on, I had to prioritize eating the lobster and skip the pasta. M favored my dish over hers and gave up most of her entrée and helped me eat my lobster. We agreed that we should have only ordered one entrée and shared it.

We choose this spot for our nice dinner out on our recent trip. I was so pleased when we realized our day was stacking up to be very busy, and on their confirmation call they were able to move our reservation to the following evening.
We took a cab from the hotel… and spent some time stopped in commute traffic. Maybe we should have made a later reservation.
This part of Montréal reminds me of Berkeley’s gourmet *ghetto*…this is a small restaurant in an old storefront.
Service was wonderful, and we were seated immediately.
Menu was on a chalkboard… and had a nice balance of dishes. we choose a nice bottle of white wine, which was a bit dear in my estimation.
GF ordered and shared the Brussel Sprouts… which also had a kick. Absolutely delicious!
I ordered the Lobster Spaghetti. Mixed bag… pasta was perfectly done, sauce was mind blowing, actual lobster was tough and stringy. Again, too dear for the quality.
Others dishes included Gnocchi (sauce was very good), chicken, and fish… all good, but perhaps not great
We shard a luscious rich sour cream cake with fruit and cream… love!
A bit expensive for the quality, great sauces and dessert… seems to sum it up for us.

C’est en fin de soirée et sur recommandation que je suis allée au Liverpool House. L’endroit est cosy. Le mur du fond, recouvert d’ardoise, fait office d’une immense carte des vins. Tout de suite un bon point pour l’amatrice que je suis. On regrettera cependant le choix assez basique et plus que limité de vins au verre. C’est donc sur une bouteille que mon ami et moi nous retranchons; et elle était bonne, le poulet de mon ami aussi, par contre le foie-​gras… certainement pas ! Pas assez cuit, il «glissait» dans la bouche à tel point que je n’ai pas pu le finir au risqué de tout rendre sur place. Vu le prix, c’est un peu fort de café !
Si j’y retourne? Difficile à dire.

It was Liverpool House that saw the exciting occasion of Meat Fest 2015 during my recent visit to Montréal. Sure, it was my own littler personal fiesta but by no means does that mean it wasn’t a grand, greedy and glorious affair.
There was wine (lots), raw meats (horse tartare), giant slabs of meat (hanger steak in a barley and beef cheek sauce) and the token vegetable (brussel sprouts). Two of us ate and ate until we threw down our steak knives in defeat and congratulated our sensible wearing of comfy pants, with the clinking of wine glasses high above the table.
Don’t dilly daddle, make a reservation today so you, too, can enjoy your own Meat Fest.

I got lucky at Liverpool House
After entering all our receipts for 2014, I realized we come to Liverpool House quite a bit, and that, we had not yet been in 2015! Deciding to rectify that immediately, I made a reservation.
We got in early and were greeted like regulars (cause we kind of are) and took seats at the bar. Starting with beers, we all caught up a bit on the happenings of the regular staff and the drama that is my life (through no fault of my own).
We started with oysters which was more exciting than usual since we had a oyster virgin in our party and the selection on hand were quite plump for a newbie. But she took it like a champ and we both agreed on a fave.
On to apps. Out beaus both went to the great chalkboard and picked out the horse tartar and the fish balls. Delicious. The tartar was paired with a spicy ‘buffalo’ sauce and the fish balls were salty smoky goodness dipped in a MacD style trio of sauces.
For mains, I went with the cerf, the BF had lobster spaghetti (as usual) and my son and his new GF shared the rabbit. Of course, I was hoping for veal liver, and readily pouted in front of our server who spotted the chef and told him of my displeasure (not real displeasure). The chef immediately offered to make me a special meal of sweetbreads if I wanted. And of course I wanted!
Let me just say, if you see the sweetbreads on the menu this weeks app menu, you would be a fool not to order it. My advice? Don’t be a fool.
My sons new GF was extremely happy, my son looked like a hero and we look like the coolest parents ever. I’m so lucky!

Excellent !! Le petit frère du Joe Beef
Le décor est simple, pas trop chargé et accueillant. C’est très petit alors il faut réserver d’avance. De plus, le secteur semble créer une effervescence Le service est très professionnel et agréable.
Le menu, sur ardoise, change souvent. Des entrées, plats principaux et desserts articulés autour du thème de la mer, saveur française, locales ou autres plus spéciales. Tous les accompagnements sont de saisons et plusieurs fines herbes sont prises directement dans le jardin a l’arrière.
Nous avons pris 2 entrées: saumon fumé maison avec asperges blanches (voir photos) et des crevettes a la russe avec du caviar noir. Très bon ! Ensuite, j’ai pris les pétoncles grillées, excellente cuisson. Mon homme a pris le fameux spaghetti au homard, décadent !
La seule chose qui nous a accrochée est vraiment le prix. Oui c’est bon, oui c’est fin. Mais on a pas le même thrill qu’on a eu a mangé au Joe Beef… C’est plate un peu, on avait vraiment hâte d’y manger. Pourtant, ça nous a vraiment coûté la peau des fesses. J’imagine qu’il fallait s’y attendre mais pour ce qu’on a eu dans nos assiettes, meh.

Je dois avouer que Liverpool House a été un deuxième choix, car originalement, c’est au Joe Beef que je voulais aller. Une fois que j’ai réalisé qu’il faut réserver au moins un mois en avance pour Joe Beef, mais que juste à côté il y a ce joli petit resto, créer des mêmes personnes, je me suis dis que ça valait la peine d’essayer. Le résultat a été super et je suis heureuse d’y être allée au lieu.
On a essayé d’un peu de tout. La salade de betteraves, l’entrée de calmars farcis de homard, les pétoncles grillés, les côtes levées, le brownie et les beignets à l’érable. Tout était simplement dé-​li-​cieux! La cuisson était parfaite, les portions généreuses sans être gigantesque, et les saveurs… oh…les saveurs… j’y rêve encore! En plus, le service est l’un des meilleurs que j’ai vu. Pour notre vin, la serveuse nous a même emmenée des bouteilles pour goûter selon ce qu’on a commandé et nos préférences afin que l’on puisse choisir le bon verre. Je n’ai jamais vu ça ailleurs, et c’est une touché spéciale simple mais extrêmement efficace pour gagner une place spéciale dans mon cœur.