No, that’s not a typo. I’ve always seen Poutine as the Great Québec Mistake, a culinary misadventure which for some reason has become sort of hip in our nation’s downtowns. Basically it’s fries and gravy and cheese. Except when it’s in a Thai restaurant.
Here we have deep-fried taro root with a lemongrass-chili sauce over tofu and hot peppers. I tried it. It wasn’t terrible. It wasn’t poutine either, which correlates.
This is at one of our local joints, named Bob Likes Thai Food; on the long walls are aggressively-modern paintings of a fork on one side, a spoon on the other; labeled “Bob’s Fork” and “Bob’s Spoon”. One time I asked the guy at the cash register who Bob was and he said “We’re all Bob“.
Also, they do a damn decent Penang Beef and Chicken Pad Pik King.