The Flying Chestnut and Spatula
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Have you ever walked into a restaurant and thought “if I opened a place, it would be just like this!”.
That’s what happened the day I walked into the Flying Chestnut in Eugenia, Ontario.
The eclectic, cozy, bright open space just screamed to be consumed. There were fresh buns placed on the old stove that demanded to be sniffed. Odds and ends of architecture and art work insisted upon being admired but they were all very humble and quiet about their substantial presence.
I was there on a Sunday with meant “Family Style” service. Basically, you get what Chef Shawn Adler was able to gather from local farms. This day it was a salad of the freshest greens, micro greens and shoots as well as edible flowers tossed in a sweet-ish, light vinaigrette served with the very same buns I had sniffed on the way in. They were still warm and served with two compound butters: one sweet and one with curry. (If you must know, I insisted upon taking these home with me and later sampled with a spoon. Yes, it was that good).
Then came the family platter of roasted heritage potatoes, carrots, cubes of lamb and the most lean, delicious sausages my tongue has ever tasted.
While I sat back and sipped “Guilty Men” a Niagara wine from the Malivoire Wine Company and considered dessert, it showed up. In the form of a chocolate cake with vanilla ice cream. All for $30 per person. No decisions, astounding portions of farm fresh local goodness.
The very next day, I had lunch at the diner style sister restaurant, The Flying Spatula in Flesherton, very nearby. All day breakfast made from local eggs and bacon was an option but I was in the mood for my favorite meal…Hot Turkey Sandwich complete with mashed potatoes and cream corn. It is worth the trip 2 hours north of Toronto to Flesherton JUST for the cream corn.
Oh, and while I was there, there were puffballs growing wild in the yard. Here’s what happened when puffballs got battered…