So there I was, walking through the heart of Toronto, and I couldn’t resist stopping by Smoke’s Poutinerie on Adelaide. As someone from Quebec City, where poutine practically runs in our veins, I know what good poutine should taste like. Smoke’s, with its lively, chain-restaurant vibe, reminded me of Ashton’s back home—a little commercial, sure, but with the promise of something indulgent. And in Toronto, when you’re craving poutine, Smoke’s Poutinerie is where you go.