I’m generally dubious about restaurant chains. Is the food good? Is it authentic? Which branch has the best food? Is the food so generic that it’s easy to replicate or has the franchise somehow managed to maintain quality standards while ensuring authenticity?
It’s hard to find satisfactory answers for these questions. But after a raving recommendation from an acquaintance, I finally decided on the Keg Steakhouse & Bar located on the corner of Mansfield and Boulevard René-Lévesque.
The decor is modern and fancy. Some people might call it romantic, but I personally wouldn’t.
I made a reservation beforehand and the hostess escorted me to my table. The girls were all wearing tight black dresses. The men were wearing white shirts with ties and black pants. I guess there were going for the formal and chic look.
Nice ambience, and I’m sure a lot of people like it, but it wasn’t exactly my cup of tea.
The gentlemen who was serving us brought out some nice bread with whipped butter after we ordered our drinks. It was really satisfying - but as the saying goes, don’t fill up on bread or you won’t have room for mains.
My partner in crime and I shared a couple of starters. The first one we had was: the baked brie - described in the menu as ‘baked to perfection with basil pesto and red pepper jelly and served with crostini’.
It was a much more generous portion than I’d anticipated. It was really really good, but also kind of heavy and decadent.
I thoroughly enjoyed it.
The next starter we shared was the escargot, described in the menu as stuffed mushroom caps with garlic and herbs.
It’s completely different to any escargot dish I’ve had in my life. Salty, flavoursome, very garlicky. After I was done eating the mushroom stuffed with snails, I dipped that fluffy bread in its sauce.
And then it was time for the main. After procrastinating for a long time, my partner in crime decided on the prime rib (10 oz) hand-carved, slow roasted prime rib with Atlantic Lobster Tail and a side of garlic mashed potatoes. It came with a dollop of warm butter on the side for the lobster.
It was good, it really was. But the starters were better. The lobster was extremely average. Nothing special and nothing memorable. The prime rib was delicious, but not as ‘wow’ as I’d expected.
But I enjoyed it all the same.
To finish, we shared the Billy Miner Pie which is described on the menu as ‘mocha ice cream on a chocolate crust with hot fudge, caramel and almonds’.
This is probably the best ice cream cake I’ve ever had in my life. It was so divine that even the memory of it is making me want to grab my purse and dash off to Keg’s right now and eat another slice.
Wow, wow, wow. AMAZING.
Ok - so all in all, brilliant starters, above average main and out of this world dessert.
I’d be back here, soon. But I think I’m going to have to continue my search for the best prime rib in Montreal.