1961 Magazine Fall 2014 | Page 33

GASTRONOMY I f you have found yourself along Toronto’s Queen West strip without walking through the doors of Barchef, you seriously need to reconsider that decision. Nestled amongst a host of the city’s trendier restaurants and lounges, Barchef is in a class of its own turning a cocktail into nothing short of a complete sensory experience. It is this experience, not just the taste, the visual or the atmosphere, that you will be telling your friends about months after you pay your final tab. What would you compare it too? In truth, there is no comparison. Walk through the doors. Poke your head inside. The simplicity of its sexy, dark and open atmosphere welcomes and draws you in with a seductive purpose. Stroll up to the bar and meet Owner/ Mixologist Frankie Solarik. It will only take a minute for you to see how obsessed he is with this craft. He is truly excited not just about drinks, but the entire process of innovation and experimentation resulting in the most awe inspiring menu in the city. Through years of bartending, Frankie has refined his approach to cocktails to challenge conventions of flavour without limits. As a patron, you can truly feel the amount of care that goes into every recipe, every pouring sequence and the presentation that pulls it all together. Frankie is an artist and you can see that every bartender strives to live up to his standard. This is what makes Barchef so genuinely special. “I wanted to present cocktails of a worldwide caliber but without the pretentious attitude”, says Solarik. “Our approach is always flavour first. The core of a great cocktail is its composition”. One taste of a Barchef creation and you know that Frankie is true to his word. Accompanied with each sip is a myriad of complexity that challenges the palate and pushes your comprehension of what is possible behind a bar. You’ve tasted gin but have you tasted it paired with black truffle infused snow? You‘ve had Campari, but as spherified ice surrounded by frozen moss steaming a spontaneous thaw? You’ve had a Manhattan, but have you had it served to you under glass on a bed of smoking hickory, infusing its rugged essence into every aspect of your sensory perception? Frankie is right. Without unbelievable flavours, the rest is just empty showmanship. And that’s just the point. After the “I wanted to present cocktails of a worldwide caliber but without the pretentious attitude” 33 1961 Magazine Fall 2014