Genevieve Anderson
Google
Jamil's on West Queen West is an inspired, contemporary Canadian-Pakistani (sic) restaurant where the food is bold, personal, and deeply satisfying. Chef Eric and her kitchen team deliver dishes that are rooted in tradition yet elevated by thoughtful technique—and in my case, made entirely without cilantro, a rare and thoughtful accommodation that made me feel especially welcomed as a solo diner.
I began with the smoked eggplant crudo in dashi broth ($16)—Eric's inventive take on baingan kachumar—a flavour-packed, al dente, and unconventional starter. The Karahi chicken bun ($16) followed, deeply satisfying and well-balanced with its spice and slaw. The sous vide lamb nihari ($25) was rich, comforting, and full of layered flavour—though the portion was small enough to leave me wanting more. A tiny bowl of daikon achaar ($3) added just the right tang and crunch, and the sourdough sesame mustard seed naan ($6) was soft, unique, and clearly made with care. Each dish stood strong on its own, but together they made a vibrant, complementary feast for one.
The Ras Malai milk punch cocktail ($21) was creamy, delicate, and intriguing, but could benefit from deeper complexity. A stronger note of cardamom and saffron would elevate it further, and one large ice cube (instead of several smaller ones) would help preserve its flavour throughout the meal.
I did find the wines by the glass menu quite limited, and unfortunately, it didn’t include the natural wines I had hoped to pair with my meal.
Service by Tulsa was another standout: warm, attentive, and deeply kind. She took my cilantro concerns seriously, gave me a gentle 20-minute heads-up before my seating time ended, and even coordinated with the kitchen to slow down the pacing when my table became crowded with appetizers and cocktail. She really understood the assignment.
The only true downside was the tight table spacing. I had to squeeze between two tables and, despite being of average size, accidentally knocked over a lit candle behind me. I only discovered at home that hot wax had splashed onto my Horses skirt, leg, and loafers—a frustrating end to an otherwise lovely evening.
(Since tables are very close, I could hear the entire first-date conversation of the couple to my left!)
To their credit, Jamil’s responded promptly and professionally to my Instagram message, offering to cover the cost of dry cleaning. That kind of accountability and care is rare—and deeply appreciated.
Total bill: $100 for one person.
Despite the spacing mishap, I’ll absolutely return. Jamil’s is the kind of world-class Third Culture space that listens, adapts, and makes you feel both nourished and personally excited to be South Asian-Canadian.
Rating: 4.5 out of 5 stars
With a bit more space between tables and a slightly more refined cocktail, and natural wines by the glass list, this would be a perfect 5.