Armando M.
Yelp
So my friend says, "I know a dive bar nearby that serves Irish Nachos"
So many questions.
First, "dive bar?" What is this, a Nick Nolte movie? My friend is pretty discerning when it comes to places to eat so suggesting a "dive bar" was out of character.
Second, "Irish Nachos?" What the what? It's Nachos but instead of corn tortilla chips, they use waffle cut fries. Fries = Potatoes. Potatoes = Irish. Hence the name.
So I said yes.
Upon entering the bar, I'm like, "mmm-yup, pretty divey. The barkeep welcomed us into what looked like, as their slogan goes, Richmond Hill's first pub. Um, yes. I believe you. Darned near empty. I mean, like two tables with groups and one with a couple that looked like recovering meth addicts. "Recovering" is the key word there. They were perfectly well behaved...just really worn-out looking. #RichmondHillStrong
The service was really good. Friendly. Down to earth. Efficient. Full marks there.
The Irish Nachos stole the show. Who knew? I mean, I'm sure a native Irishman would look at you sideways and ask, "what the feck you talkin' aboot" if you asked them for Irish Nachos, but who cares? The waffle fries were cooked to perfection, the cheese was melted nicely, the chives were, um, chivey, and the sour cream was generously dolloped atop the impressive mound-o-food. Delectable!
Archinald's pub ain't fancy. It isn't even inviting. But the food and service are honest and true.
And that's an Irish Promise!