Good thing I had a light dinner, which left lots of room for dessert. I noticed an ice cream shop earlier in the day, but it was closed by the time I made my way back - a little poutine made a nice alternative. So this is the real poutine - the biggest difference from what I've had in western Canada was the use of squeaky cheese curds, as opposed to the plain cheese most places used. The curds are a bit like Lebanese Halloumi, like yummy little bits of rubber. Smothered in delicious, rich gravy, they hardly melt at all. Possibly the best poutine I've ever had, I still can't say it was significantly better than the less-authentic versions back home. Eating real poutine in Quebec ... another item crossed off the bucket list!
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