Bacon Poutine: When Smoke Meets Spud in the Season's Best Comfort

Fall doesn't ask much of us. It just wants the crispy things to stay crisp, and the warm things to warm you through. That's bacon poutine. Golden fries, the kind that crunch when you bite them. Real bacon—the kind that smells like smoke and tastes like it too. And gravy that holds it all together, the way a good meal should. There's something about bacon in the fall. Maybe it's that smoke in the air anyway, or maybe it's that by October, we've all earned something that tastes like this. Something honest. Something that doesn't pretend to be anything other than what it is. Come by Sam's Grill. We'll have it waiting.