Croque Monsieur, Bivy, Toronto

Anyone who reads this blog knows that I am a lover of the Croque Monsieur. And yet, I rarely ever eat them.

This is the first CM I have had in Toronto, and thank goodness I saved myself until now.

Having only ever had beverages at Bivy, it never occurred to me that they had food options until I had a late afternoon meeting there and had not eaten lunch. While normally I would just get a soup, their option that day was tomato, and not trusting it to be a sweet and not sour tomato soup, I went full hog and ordered the Croque Monsieur. If it was bad, I was hungry enough that it did not matter. But no and behold, it was not bad looking, and not bad tasting either.

While the bechamel was almost indiscernable in taste, but present in texture, everything else worked very well together to make this a warm, delectable treat. The bread was fresh and did not harden half way through the meal into a soggy lump; the cheese was excellent and not overly oily under the intensity of the broiler, and the ham was mild, not too salty, not too thick.

I will go back for other dining options, this I know, and I will return for this Croque Monsieur, no doubt.

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