Restaurant A.A

Is it the best poutine in Montréal? No. Best poutine in its vicinity? Also no, that goes to Greenspot. But, when it's 3Am on a cold winters night, and you're pulling an all nighter just hoping for something nice and warm to eat, you go to A. A. Walking inside, you're immidiately hit by the smell of fried starch and pan grease in the air. The owner greets you the same way he always has anytime you're there. And, when the re-fried fries are done cooking, you're given a very sloppy poutine with a rich, thick gravy with regular curds thrown on top. It's the most beautiful thing your stomach has ever seen. Something warm amongst the blistering cold, something to comfort your tired body thorough the night. Except for the light sizzle of the fryer, everything else is silent as you enjoy your poutine. Then, at that moment, do you really care about what's the "best" poutine? Nope. A.A has gotten both me and my Roomate through so many nights in university. I'm incapable of giving it a low score.