Now, you KNOW I don’t normally eat salad, bro! But back when we were at Wildfire Steakhouse for Winterlicious, one of the Triple B Krew went with the Caesar, and I was like damn, dude… This was the first time in my life I’ve ever been jealous of someone eating salad! So you know I had to go back and get me some!!!
Now, I don’t normally say this about salad, but this might be the manliest salad I’ve ever seen. You’ve got a great big hunk of grilled romaine, with a nice blackened char, topped with parmesan cheese and a roasted garlic dressing. Then there’s these huge chunks of smoked pork belly bacon and crunchy croutons. Dude, this salad eats like a meal! But you know I still had room for a 20 oz porterhouse afterwards—it’s Steak Night in my piehole, bro!!!!
So, we’re hanging out at Wildfire Steakhouse, this upscale cow palace on Yonge Street, a few blocks north of Lawrence. This place might not look like much from the outside, but once you walk in, it’s pretty fancy-schmancy. And their Winterlicious menu is massive, bro–you get to pick from eight apps, eight mains and four desserts, all for 43 bucks!
So, I started with a six pack of shrimp, broiled in butter and garlic with a buncha panko breadcrumbs. The scampi were cooked perfectly, nice and juicy. Just a light snack in Flavourtown!
Now, while the ribs and the lamb shank both seemed like solid choices, if I’m gonna go to a steakhouse, you KNOW I’m having the steak. So I went with the seven-ounce filet mignon, cooked to a perfect medium rare. This meat melts in your mouth like butter, bro! But man, I gotta say, I did not taste any garlic in the garlic mashed potatoes…
Now, I’ve been complaining about some of the teeny-tiny desserts these other restaurants are serving for Winterlicious, but when it comes to Wildfire, I’ve got no beef whatsoever. Dude, this slice of chocolate cake is big enough for three people–but you KNOW I scarfed it all down, bro!!!!