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This place opened a few months ago and I've driven by literally 100 times because it's on my way home from almost everywhere. I finally stopped in today, just to get my FTR quotient. ;)

They may call it Sandwich King, but to me it's a king without a crown. The guy behind the counter was welcoming and friendly and briefly explained the menu stating that they can make any sandwich any way you like it (hot, cold, choice of toppings). I got the philly cheesesteak because he said that was their best sandwich.

It took a short while to make, too long for just a sandwich. There were 3 tables going when we came in, but everyone already had their food so there was no reason for there to be any delay. My cheesesteak and my wife's chicken sandwich both came on the same white hoagie. It wasn't bad, but it was definitely not the traditional bread for a cheesesteak. Since they didn't ask what kind of bread, I'm assuming that's all they have so your choices are very limited.

It was a decent sandwich and wasn't too expensive, but it was nothing special, either. For less money, I would much rather go to Quizno's or Subway, honestly and get the same or better sandwich.

Ok, first off let me say that I've only eaten Indian food a few times, so I'm definitely not a snob about it like I am about a great many other things. So my review might be skewed a little high. Also, we all got the buffet, so I can't comment on the menu food.

This place is kind of odd. It seems like an American fare restaurant that converted mostly to Indian for some reason. It is in a nice location, with lots of light coming from overhead, in contrast to almost all other places in the tunnels.

Finally, I'm not a big buffet person. I can list maybe 3 buffets that I would voluntarily return to (I don't consider Mongolian BBQ a buffet). This place is definitely now on that list, just for the biryani.

The buffet was surprisingly small. I only went to this place because I work with a vegetarian and was trying to find more places nearby, but the choices overall were fairly limited and the veggie selection for an Indian restaurant was really small. The goat curry was only ok, another dish consisted of nothing but okra (which I despise) and some kind of gravy/sauce and the chicken tandoori was dry and lacked a lot of flavor. However, the chicken marsala was really good and the chicken biryani was amazing.

I normally don't choose to eat chicken or rice, but the biryani had me going back for seconds and I will definitely be craving it again sometime soon, I'm sure. The chicken itself and the rice both had great flavor.

Everything was moderately spicy, maybe 3 stars out of 5, but definitely not the burn your face off, cry for milk kind of spice that Indian food is known for. I found the spice level complimented the dishes quite nicely.

The service was spot on. There's a lot less to do in a buffet, but everyone was friendly and attentive. Dirty plates were whisked away in minutes if not seconds and our water glasses stayed full. I really can't  say anything bad at all about the service.

I needed a place to meet my boss on the North side that was good and quiet. I found this place on Yelp and I was not disappointed.

The menu was quite varied and I'l like to come back sometime and sample more. My salad came out with a dolmada on the top, which wasn't the best I'd ever had, but it was good, as was the rest of the salad. When my moussaka arrived, it and the potato looked really overcooked, so I was very concerned. The potato was slightly overcooked, but the flavor was good in the couple bites I had. However, the moussaka was really good. The meat was very flavorful and the egg plant was perfect.

My boss hadn't had much greek before, but he said repeatedly that the shrimp souvlaki was excellent.

Overall I'd rate this place a little lower, but the prices were great as well. I'm even tempted to give it 5 stars on value. I like everything a little better at  Yia Yia Mary's, but we would have easily paid 1/2 again as much on lunch if not more. It was also quiet enough to have a casual meeting.

I will definitely return when I'm in the area.

This is a review response to Deanna R's snarky review based wholly on the sauce nazi and being served a 'frozen' drink that wasn't zero degrees Kelvin.

Mongolie is definitely one of my favorite Mongolian grills and, for me, a must stop when in Whistler. If you haven't had Mongolian before or read any of the other reviews, you get a bowl, head to basically a raw buffet, dump as much or as little as you want in your bowl and then they cook it for you (no, it's not stir fry - that's a completely different style of preparation).

The prices have definitely gone up (and up) since the first time I came to Whistler 8 odd years ago. If you are a big eater, you can easily drop 40 bucks or more here on your entree and then drinks (which are delicious). I'm not a super big eater and easily squeeze under the $20 mark. However, I remember eating here for barely over $10 so the prices have gone up considerably.

However, the ingredients are fresh and while it's not a technical task to prepare the food, it is possible to BBQ poorly. It's not simple and they do a great job of grilling the food for you.

The do need to ditch the sauce nazi, though. I ding them for that and overall value.

This is almost a traditional French place. The service is decent and the food is really excellent. I think my crepes at home are better, but hey, I made them, right?

My only ding against this place is the prices are a bit high for what you get. I always want a sweet crepe, but I need something to cut the sugar or I'll be shaking by lunch. I got the Oh Berry crepes (good, but not fantastic as they sound) an egg and chorizo. The egg and chorizo were actually at least as good as the crepe. The chorizo was spicy and not at all greasy. Altogether I think the three were about 17 and I was able to eat it all, which isn't saying much as I've frequently been accused of being a small eater.

3.50 for real Canadian syrup!! Apparently it's very expensive to import from.... Canada. 2 oz. Of syrup. 3.50. I didn't order any, but if I did, I would expect the waitress to come back to the table with a ski mask on for that price.

The pace is tiny, but quaint. Wait times can be high in the winter when the patio isn't open.

Yuuuum-ok-gasm! I loves me some Bavaria. After reading several recent reviews we were afraid that they went downhill somehow in the two years since we've been in Whistler.

No way. I ate so much I nearly split my pants. The food here is amazing. The service was quick by American standards, but compared to typical European restaurants, the service is lightning fast and hyper-attentive. The manager was everywhere, checking on tables and talking to people. The staff were constantly coming by, refilling drinks and even asked if we needed them to call a taxi or shuttle when we got up to leave.

The wine list is impressive and even the house Gewürztraminer was very good (an unfiltered Alsace) and paired perfectly with the fondue. To the other reviewer: it's not traditional to serve bread just out of the oven with fondue. It won't stay on your fork, let alone stand up to the cheese. The baguette was chewy and perfect with the cheese. Go back to the Melting Pot if you like low-brow interpretations.

This place is pricy, no doubt. With drinks and tip, you can easily see $100 per person, if you do the three course fondue dinner. But it is oh so worth it as James says.

This is staying on my list of Whistler top favorites. YUM!

Zen has been replaced by a fake tapas restaurant.

Also pleasantly surprised by this restaurant. We stopped in on a whim and the first thing that really stood out is the menu. We were there for an early dinner, so unfortunately I wasn't up for a big meal, but several things on the menu looked delicious and were uniquely prepared and/or sourced. There was a dish with duck three ways and bangers and mash made with wild boar sausage just to a name a few. I'm not certain if I would have the stones to order the venison carpaccio, but just having it on the menu was neat.

I got the fish and chips and was not a bit disappointed. The breading on the fish was very light and delicious, the fries were great and both went equally well dipped in the homemade tartar sauce. This place definitely has gourmet food made with local ingredients.

The wine list wasn't impressive but looked passable. The ambiance was good; tastefully rustic, but not terribly fancy or luxurious. The service was above average for Canada.

Then we come to my favorite part of any meal. All I can say is save room for dessert!! We didn't want to wait fifteen minutes for the lava cake (tepidly named liquid center chocolate cake), but if we had seen the dessert menu earlier, I'm sure we would have ordered it toward then end of the meal to be ready when we were. However, the creme brulee was delicious and came with several kinds of fresh fruit on the side.

Definitely a great place to stop, winter or summer. It's directly across from Shannon Falls.

Cappriccio is that rare (not) combination of a bad idea inexpertly executed. I'll start with the bad and work my way to the good.

We were out running errands and my wife asked if I wanted to try a tapas place. As I recently posted in talk, I'm picky about my tapas being actual tapas and not American appetizers. From square one this place was underdoing itself. The hostess asked if we had a reservation looking down her nose at us. When we said no she said, almost defeatedly, that the only table she had was here, pointing through a wall to a place we couldn't see and asked if that would be ok. It wasn't right next to the kitchen, although it wasn't super far and for some strange reason it was all by itself with lots of carpet between us and the next table.

There were several tables that never filled, including a very large one, so either the hostess lied about being up their ears in reservations, or else someone decided to go to a good restaurant and ditch their Cappriccio res.

There are no tapas on the menu. Tapas is not, in fact, the Spanish word for appetizer. A tapa should be a serving about the size of your palm or smaller and a few bucks. The whole idea is that you can eat 8-12 things and not be too full. Their tapas started at 6 and went up from there. The crab stuffed mushrooms were about right size for a tapa, but the Patatas Bravas (which were pretty good, but not great) were 2-3 times the size of any normal tapa. My wife commented that she is going to open her own tapas restaurant called "Have you ever been to Spain and had tapas, you freaking idiot?" I told her it was a good name, but that's a lot of neon to buy for the sign. They used a lot of mayo in the tapas we had, which isn't necessarily a bad thing (I use mayo in a lot of my cooking), but it obviously was squirted out of a plastic bottle minutes before arriving at our table. It's just bad presentation when you serve something like the Patatas that looks like something I could make tailgating.

Our waitress was a bright spot on an otherwise dismal service record, however, she did bring the (delicious and well presented) oil and bread after our first so-called tapas arrived. We took our sweet time looking at the menu, so the bread and oil should have been out there much earlier.

The wine list looks impressive, however, whoever wrote the comments is obviously much, much better at choosing wine than writing about it. The descriptions of the wine went from bland to misleading to apocryphal. The wine list was malbec heavy, but then again the rest of the US (aside from California) really needs to drink more malbec anyway. Since I was drinking alone, I opted for a glass of Sangria, which was actually really good. The menu said it was authentically prepared and I believe it. I was sweet, but not too sweet and had a nice finish that indicated it was made with decent wine.

She got a salad, since there was only one chicken entree on the menu and that's all she eats. I thought the presentation was interesting (a nicely grilled chicken tenderloin on a full head/stalk of romain), but she gave it the evil eye. However, after trying it, she had to admit it was pretty good. I ordered the rack of lamb, so I was more than a little suprised when instead I got lamb chops. I asked my waitress to be sure the menu said rack of lamb and she (slightly confused) confirmed. This was a pleasant surprise. $29 is a bit much to spend on a rack of lamb, unless it's simply amazing. However, it's a good price for decent lamb chops and these were superb. The menu said they were prepared medium rare and I kept with the chef's recommendation, even though I usually get my lamb medium. The chops were on the rare side of medium rare, but were delicious and charred very well. The veggies served with them were very good, although the potatoes au gratin was this sad, soggy little square that looked like it spent too much time in the casserole pan.

All in all a disappointing experience. However, there's a chance I may go back if I get a hankering for lamb chops and a reserve malbec.

One word: MONEY. I love this place. I used to go there 2 and 3 times a week when I lived in the area. The gyros are awesome and you get tons of food. I've also dug the salad before (if you ask for a pita with it, you basically get a gyro with tons of lettuce). The hummus is good, too, although more lebanese style than the greek style I prefer. I will definitely have to try the kebab in the future.

It sounds like from recent reviews the gyros haven't been as good recently. However, I just went yesterday and while the meat wasn't grilled quite as long as I like, it was still crispy and wonderfully delicious. The guy recognized me as a former regular even though I haven't been in there for almost two years.

I'm about the food. Ambiance is nice, but I can forgive this place because of the food. The place is slightly grimy as others have pointed out and small and cramped. They do have new tables since the last time I was there, however. I was tempted to go to malt and vine like I saw a couple guys do (who ever heard of a BYOF beer place?) but I had to rush to catch my flight. Next time..... next time.