Though my chicken eating days are over, I couldn’t possibly ignore the love I have for the staple, family-run Portuguese chicken on the corner of Rachel and Du Bullion. The lovable rotisserie aroma is inescapable and will pull on any meat lover’s heart strings.
Picante. Poultry. Fries.
As you walk through the door it’s more of a shuffle. You’ll enter to be greeted, more than likely, by a line of Montrealers fiending for their Romados platter. Scan the beverage cooler holding bubbling pineapple, mango and lime sodas as you ponder the menu. Full chicken? 1/2 Chicken? 1/4 Chicken? Fries?
Men in whites, also known as the masters of chicken will ask for your order maybe in English, French or in Portuguese so mosey up to the plate and with confidence say, “1/2 chicken, spicy sauce, fries and salad.”
They chop the perfectly crisped, juicy, spiced, chicken into a breast and two legs. Slather the sauce. Add a few greens- loosely referred to as a “salad”. Then, a mountain of seasoned French fries blankets the chicken.
If there’s no place to sit and it’s after 17:00, I grab my food and take it to Le A Bar- a discreet unmarked BYOF (bring your own food) concept at the next corner east. A glass of dry white wine brings the rotisserie chicken experience to a whole new level.