We finally did it. Been on our to-do list for a loooonnngggg time but we never got around to it. Now we have.
Yes — we went to The Caledonian, hoots mon! And was it worth it.
First things first … the Toronto crowd love their Scottishness. The place was packed and we wished that someone in our crew had thought to make a reservation. But luck was on our side and we got squeezed in. It was loud. The kind of place where you have to shout to the person sitting next to you.
Feel like a whisky, perchance? Don’t think we misheard the bartender who said they have 350 kinds on offer. A lot of them were in special cases on the wall, to be gazed on, fantasized about as you feast on …
… a savoury pudding containing sheep’s pluck (heart, liver and lungs), minced with onion, oatmeal, suet, spices, and salt, mixed with stock, traditionally encased in the animal’s stomach. HAGGIS!
Check the photo above for our serving, sitting atop the traditional neeps and tatties. Extremely, extremely good. There’s also a veggie version too with a whisky sauce.
Want more? How about sausage rolls and deep-fried pickles? Yes. Superb too.
Tired of the numerous whisky flights? How about a Scottish stout unique only, worldwide, to The Caledonian. Had two of those. Sublime.
Safe to say we love this place and give it a solid Brits in Toronto 5/5 stars.