Paramour

Have I mentioned how much I love to eat? It doesn't really mesh with my other desires, like having cheek bones that cut glass, but that is just a small sacrifice that I make. My beau and I stepped out to dine at Paramour (94 Ossington Avenue) recently- and I would recommend it if you're in the market and in the area. We decided to share a couple dishes, the melon and feta salad, roasted corn and jalapeno hush puppies and the vegetarian plate. My favorite by far were the hush puppies, they looked like yellow tim-bits (i will never be a food writer) but they tasted like slightly spicy cornbread but without the density- a lot lighter and fluffier...with a tasty chipotle mayonaisse on the side. In terms of price- I would give this place a 3/5...you might have to take out the money clip but you will still leave with your gold teeth. I wrote that and I am still not sure what it means. One side note, this place does have the most bizarre 'art' up on its walls. I make note of this because it was such a disconnect between the overall vibe and the menu. There are these huge photographs of women making their best 'I am so zexy' faces (like bluesteel but with less steel more collagen)- very vidal sassoon salon circa 1998. Luckily, this did not affect the taste of the hush puppies.