The single best meal I remember having was at a restaraunt called Jesters in Huntsville, Ontario. We'd just been hiking all day in Algonquin Park and presumably the setting, excercise and fresh air all contributed to the enjoyment of the meal, which consisted of prime rib, taters and veggies, a couple of bottles of a local brew, and a liquere cheesecake of some sort (maybe Grand Marnier?) - it was exquisite. Anyway, that was the best dinner I ever wolfed down.
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