After a long day of driving from Boston up to Quebec City, Canada, we were starving. We walked up and down Rue Saint-Jean looking for a place that was open and we could all agree upon. Somehow, the only thing that was really open and appealing to us all was Pub St-Patrick.
The Irish bar is large and has a menu that features a little of everything - assuming this is a common tourist stop. They offered things like fried pickles, pretzels and blooming onions, as well as burgers, wings, salads, pizzas and a few "Irish" specialties: shepherd's pie, bangers & mash, and Irish stew.
But the thing that cause my eye was the signature poutines: pulled pork poutine, buffalo chicken poutine, and more. And no, not necessarily authentic. But are there rules when it comes to fries and gravy and cheese curds? There shouldn't be. Kaitlynn and I both ordered poutine - she the pulled pork and me the buffalo chicken in hopes to halving it. But, the way it came out, it was difficult to split so we just made do.
The buffalo chicken poutine was actually decent. Fries were crispy, tons of curds and blue cheese and nice hunks of spicy chicken. That was a nice addition to the rich gravy and crisp fries. Best thing ever? Nah, but definitely welcome after a long, busy day. I ordered a drink, which I was not a huge fan of. Our service was also nearly nonexistent. But, not bad.