As I have written before, Montreal is a dazzling food city. Name a cuisine and there are numerous top quality choices. One of our favorites: Portuguese. I'm not sure I've ever had Portuguese food anywhere other than Montreal. Our target on our most recent trip was Ma Poule Mouillée which translates to my wet chicken or, colloquially, my sissy.
Whatever the translation, there was nothing wimpy about the food. There's a half-chicken with piri-piri sauce buried under these fries:
We split the order along with a salad. Even between two of us, it was way too much food - greasy, heavy and delightful. Many napkins required. We also got a half dozen natas, heavenly Portuguese custard pastries. Our eyes were bigger than our stomachs. We had to save most of the natas for later.
Ma Poule Mouillée is a counter service restaurant - great food for a reasonable price. The place is popular, drawing a varied clientele. A family of four sat behind us, the little kids very excited by the pastry options for dessert. An older couple came in for their take out order. The line to order never waned while we were there.
I would definitely go again, remembering to order less food next time.
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