So, we’re hanging out at Harbour Sixty, the classy waterfront joint where Bay Street bankers eat steak during the first two periods of the Leafs game before showing up halfway through the third. The building doesn’t look like much from the outside, but on the inside, it’s super luxurious, with massive cuts of meat, real-deal side dishes and fine wines that cost more than a car payment on the Camaro. (Good thing I gulped down some moonshine ahead of time, son!)
Now, there are some other things on the menu, but if you’re not ordering the steak, you’re doing it wrong. The star of the show is the 22 oz prime rib…which would be the second-biggest of its kind I’ve ever eaten:
This hunka-hunka-slab of meat is super juicy and tender, served in its own juice with some horseradish on the side. But while I mostly eat meat, I can’t survive on steak alone, so I ordered up a couple sides, too.
These lobster mashed potatoes were pretty funkalicious, bro. You’ve got the piping-hot potato, served nice and creamy, with some tasty chunks of lobster mixed in for good measure. This is almost a meal in itself…if you’ve got a small appetite. But that’s not all, folks!
Now, this is pretty outta-bounds, dude. You’ve got buttermilk fried cauliflower, drenched in Buffalo wing sauce, with some blue cheese dressing underneath. I’ve had some pretty funky cauliflower before, but this one takes the cake!
Anyhoo, I didn’t actually have room for dessert this time, but I didn’t leave any leftovers, either: