13 Jul 2011 1 Comment
There is something strangely satisfying and calming about walking into a restaurant by yourself and not being asked if it’s ‘just one’. I suppose that is one of the many reasons I have continued to frequent Satisfaction Feast for so many years. What makes it even more difficult to avoid eating there is the fact that I can see the popular vegetarian establishment from my front door. I went in today for a late lunch and after politely listening to the specials, ignored everything I’d heard and promptly ordered the root burger with side salad. The burger is one of their staples that I find to be consistently great; you can taste every component on its own, and it’s not over-seasoned by any stretch of the imagination. In fact, it’s wholesome, fresh produce at its best and as the star of the show. That’s one of the qualities of Nova Scotia food that I enjoy so vehemently and the way good cooking should be. It’s unpretentious and simple yet delicious, filling and food that makes you feel good about eating it.
The side salad is always a nice addition when done right and Satisfaction Feast does just that. I tried the maple dressing today which was delightful. It had the consistency and look of a runny, organic-type peanut butter and was so full of flavour and more savoury than sweet. It complemented the spinach, mixed greens, cucumber, carrot, celery and zucchini of the salad nicely and wasn’t too heavy or overpowering. One thing I did find lacking in the salad today was the absence of grated beet which I always find such a tasty and welcome addition. After spotting Propeller’s Root Beer on the menu, I scoured it further for their ginger beer which I adore and had a hankering for but to no avail. I did however see that Satisfaction Feast has house-
made ginger beer and decided to give it a go. It was quite smooth, with a much more subtle ginger flavour than what I’m used to. It didn’t give you that intense ‘I can feel the ginger in my nose’ feeling that you get after taking a swig of Propeller’s Ginger Beer but was pleasant nonetheless. What better way to end a summer meal bursting with fresh produce at its finest than with a berry crisp. I’m pretty sure my grandmother would have turned over in her grave if I’d turned down strawberry rhubarb crisp. It came looking like a mushy mess in a bowl, with no whipped or ice-cream like topping to be seen. I opted to have it warm, with memories of my mother’s smooth strawberry rhubarb base complemented by crispy oatmeal crumble crunching between my teeth but was let down. The ‘crisp’ was far from crispy, and although the dish itself was tasty, it wasn’t exactly easy on the eyes and was a letdown. Overall, it was a hearty, satisfying meal in a calm, quiet atmosphere where I could read my novel in peace. I’ll be back, Satisfaction Feast, you can count on it.