So, we’re hanging out at Tennessee Tavern, this funky, dingy dive bar serving up Eastern European food deep in the heart of Parkdale. Now, this place does have live country music some weekends, but it’s mostly known as a dining destination–even if it looks like your Polish grandfather’s basement. Man, this place knows all the hits: cabbage rolls, smoked fish, kielbasa, schnitzel, pierogis–they’ve even got ćevapi, for all you Serbians in the house.
Now me, I couldn’t decide between schnitzel and pierogis, so I decided to do both:
So, we’re starting off with pierogis. This plate of pillowy Polish goodness comes garnished with bacon and green onions, with a big ol’ mound of sour cream–dude, this is body by sour cream–and you can get six for just seven bucks, bro! Man, that’s less than a pint of Molson Canadian at most places…and these actually taste good!
Now, this super-sized veal schnitzel is about as big as the plate–that’s why they put the mustard in a jar lid on top. And dude, this might be some of the crispiest, crunchiest schnitzel I’ve ever munched. It ain’t no Sign of the Schnitzel Queen, but it’s still pretty doggone delicious!
Now, when it comes to beer, there ain’t no Molson Canadian here, bro! Instead, they funk it up a notch with Pilsner Urquell on tap along with a whole buncha outta-bounds craft brewskis, like Don’t Kill My Vibe, a tangy peach Berliner from Stone City Ales–all the way from Kingston, Ontario. This beer’s so hip it ain’t even tragic, and you don’t even need a 50 Mission Cap to slam six or seven of these…although they tapped out the keg after I chugged my second one, son!