Swiss Chalet, Toronto, Canada
I hate chain restaurants. But after a long flight today, I just needed something quickly to fill the belly before collapsing into my hotel bed, and one of these Swiss Chalets was conveniently nearby. Besides, it was a Toronto-initiated chain, so I might as well try it out, right?
I ordered a quarter of their popular rotisserie chicken (the name of the restaurant apparently came from the architecture rather than the food), but my jaw just dropped when this plate came out. Did I step into a high school cafeteria or something? This looked so institutionalized and lifeless that hospital flashbacks came running back to me.
Well, don't judge a book by its cover, right? I was hoping that maybe the taste would surprise me, and that maybe the famed Chalet Sauce on the side would save it. But alas, it was still bland and uninspiring. Even the salad made me feel like I was eating at a mess hall or something. Well, at least the service was prompt and the food was healthy. Taste-wise though, Nando's and Zankou have set the roast chicken bar so high for me that everything else just pales in comparison.