the warm and melty melty
Here in Vancouver, there's a chain of eateries called New York Fries. "Authentically New York," goes their motto, on a poster featuring yellow cabs emblazoned with the NYF logo navigating the streets of The City, and I believe it, because certainly when I think of New York, I think of ... poutine.
[...apologies for the horrible cameraphone photo.]
While these people have obviously never set foot in the two-one-two, poutine does seem to be ascendant in the States these days. We're not likely to see Carrie Bradshaw handling messy gobs of gooey goodness on the silver screen anytime soon, but there are no less than three hip eateries in Seattle serving it at the moment, a number that will no doubt rise in the coming months. Combining comfort food with upscale dining's a road fraught with peril, but it can be done (cf. the late and lamented Fork's lobster corn dogs) but, still, given a choice between Feenie's or this food court fare, I'd probably choose this. Besides, you're allowed to get your hands messy at the mall!
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