I couldn’t remember the last time I visited Toronto’s darling Ossington. “Ossy” is one of Toronto’s much loved revitalized neighborhoods which has transformed over the years: a Portuguese enclave to Vietnamese Pho and karaoke bar strip. Today it is home to some of the cities finest restaurants, bars, vintage shops and art galleries. Some of my favorite eats on Ossington are The Golden Turtle, Pizzaria Libretto, Foxley and Delux.
Boehmer has been on my to do list since it opened. Funny how certain restaurants can be on a food writers radar for ages and it takes two years to actually step into the front door. I was joined at the table by my old friend Erin Stern. I hadn’t seen her in ages as she had spent the last three years working in South Africa. Thankfully we had a chance to connect as she was home briefly to attend the World AIDS Conference in DC and enroute to Holland to continue her studies.
We were seated at 7pm on a beautiful sunny summer Saturday evening. While Erin pursued the menu I sneaked about the dining room to take pictures of their funky lounge, long bar top and the brilliant chandelier that hovers over the space. I had been instructed by other food writers to order a few cocktails. The bartender at Boehmer really is a from scratch bar chef with a long list worth adventuring through. Meal highlights included creamy lobster mac and cheese and foie gras paired with maple and apple.
Unfortunately there were a few disappointments. The vibe transformed from intimate fine dining to raging bar by 8:30pm. We suffered through outrageously loud music throughout most of our dinner. I found myself screaming across the table and wondering if they were in some sort of competition with Parts and Labour for Toronto’s most annoying rock rage fine dining experience.
That afternoon, before heading out the door I had taken a look at the restaurants menu online and was most looking forward to showcasing their Harvest Platter. I felt so let down when I was advised when I arrived (at 7pm mind you) that the kitchen was all out of house made terrine and sausage.
While Boehmer offers an inspirational space and inventive bar I’d be hard pressed to return for a relaxing meal in fear that music would be blaring through my ears and the kitchen would be void of Saturday’s most sought after essentials.
confit of grapefruit, rosemary and maple brandy, grand marnier, lime, angostina bitter sugar
cucumber, pimms, gin, lavender syrup, lemon, ginger ale
House Baked Fresh Bread
Baby Beet Salad
arugula, goat cheese, baco noir balsamic vinaigrette
Pan Seared Quebec Foie Gras
apple brioche, maple glazed matzu apples
cauliflower apple puree, heirloom carrots, brussel sprouts, molen foie gras jus, chives
Lobster Mac and Cheese