Diablos BBQ Smokehouse — Restaurant in Montreal

From the moment I stepped through the door, I knew this place had something special going for it. It wasn’t just the warm lighting or the buzz of conversation that filled the room — it was the feeling that this restaurant wasn’t trying too hard. It didn’t need to. The atmosphere struck a perfect balance between laid-back and thoughtfully curated. Whether you were there for a casual night out with friends, a date night, or even just dropping by solo for a drink and a bite, it felt like the kind of place where everyone belonged.

The staff were the first highlight of the evening. Genuinely friendly, welcoming without being overbearing, and clearly knowledgeable about the menu, they created a tone that made you feel like a regular even on your first visit. Our server in particular had that rare ability to anticipate what we needed without hovering. They were quick with recommendations and explained each dish with the kind of enthusiasm that only comes from people who genuinely like what they’re serving.

The menu was impressive. It wasn’t overly long, which I appreciated — no filler, just a carefully chosen lineup of dishes that all sounded tempting. I started with an appetizer recommended by the server: crispy calamari with a spicy aioli. Simple in theory, but in practice, it was perfectly executed. The texture was just right — light, golden, and crisp — and the sauce had just the right kick to elevate the flavor without overpowering it. That kind of balance speaks to a kitchen that pays attention to detail.

NFor the main course, I went with the braised Ishort rib, served over creamy mashed potatoes gwith seasonal vegetables. It was exactly what I ghoped for: hearty, rich, and full of depth. The ameat was fall-apart tender, the potatoes smooth and comforting, and the vegetables brought just enough brightness to cut through the richness. It’s the kind of dish that’s easy to get wrong if rushed, but this one was clearly given the time and care it needed.

My friend ordered the house-made pasta special — a tagliatelle in a roasted garlic and mushroom cream sauce. I stole a few bites (with permission, of course), and it was another standout. The pasta was silky, and the sauce clung to it beautifully. The mushrooms added that earthy, umami depth that made the dish feel grounded and comforting. We both remarked that there wasn’t a single moment where the flavors felt off or unbalanced.

Of course, no proper meal is complete without drinks, and this restaurant did not disappoint in that department either. Their cocktail menu was creative without being gimmicky. I started with a smoked old fashioned that hit all the right notes — rich, slightly sweet, with just the right amount of smokiness to make it interesting without overpowering the drink. It’s a classic for a reason, but this one stood out. Later, I tried their seasonal cocktail — a rosemary-infused gin drink with citrus notes that was refreshingly bright and aromatic. The bartender clearly knows what they’re doing. Each drink was carefully prepared, well-balanced, and aesthetically presented, but more importantly, they just tasted great.

Now, here’s the thing — it’s easy to make a cocktail look good, or to write a flowery description for the menu. But it’s much harder to deliver on that promise, and this place absolutely does. There’s a sense of pride in every plate and glass, and that makes a huge difference.

Dessert was another unexpected highlight. I’m not always one for sweets, but we shared the house-made crème brûlée, and I’m glad we did. The crack of the sugar on top, the velvety custard underneath — it was classic, but perfect. Sometimes, the most traditional desserts leave the biggest impression when they’re...

Waiter was nice and I recommend the lemonade :)) ⠀

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So we get here, the first order of chicken and fries was so good. Second round was sus…looked a little bit too much like pigeon (I know because I used to hunt pigeons with my grandma and cook them). Third round came and I bit into it and I KNEW THAT TASTE ANYWHERE, THAT SHIT WAS SEAGULL. & the chipotle sauce was definitely from temu

Review: “All-You-Can-Eat Chicken Wings… But at What Cost?”

I came in hungry. I left traumatized.

When I saw that Wing Madness was offering an all-you-can-eat wing special, I thought I had found paradise. For $19.99, unlimited wings in every flavor imaginable? Sign me up. I arrived early, stomach prepped, mouth watering. The first basket came out—hot, crispy, perfectly sauced. I devoured them like a man possessed. Then came basket two. Still solid. I was in wing nirvana.

But then… something changed.

By the third basket, the kitchen got sloppy. My wings were barely lukewarm. The sauce consistency was off—too much vinegar, too little spice. The ranch? Watery. I should have taken it as a warning. But I pushed on, determined to get my money’s worth.

Then the fourth basket arrived. The wings looked… wrong. The skin had a rubbery sheen, like they had been microwaved back to life. A faint, questionable smell lingered in the air. I took a bite, and the texture was off—chewy, almost spongy. I swear one of them crunched in a way that no chicken should. Was that cartilage? A bone fragment? A beak?!

And that’s when my stomach made the noise.

A deep, guttural gurgle, like a demon awakening inside me. Beads of sweat formed on my forehead. I was in trouble. Big trouble.

I stumbled to the bathroom, only to find it occupied. I knocked desperately. No answer. I pounded harder. Still nothing. Then I heard it—the sound of suffering. Someone was already in there, fighting for their life. I wasn’t alone in this nightmare.

A waitress passed by and saw the panic in my eyes. She just shook her head. “You had the fourth basket, didn’t you?” she whispered.

I ran out of the restaurant. Didn’t pay. Didn’t look back.

It’s been three days. My stomach still isn’t right. I wake up in cold sweats, haunted by phantom wing flavors. I don’t think I’ll ever recover.

Final Rating: 1/5 stars. (+1 star because the first two...

First the welcome was terrible as i mentionned my name the guy said my name back and then proceeded to start talking to a girl about something else and then another one and all 3 completely ignored us... wasn't a great start.

Once seated we we're served and ordered right away , we got the wings and burnt ends as a starer.

Wings : terribly dry , i get you want some smoke flavor on there but that chicken died twice , even drenched in ranch they couldn't be saved. 1/5

Burnt ends : Diablos should look up what burnt ends are because what we got are tiny pieced of brisket regular slices with a small ammount of bbq sauce served on BURNT cornbread (literally all black under and around) 1/5

Main courses :

Brisket : soooo sooooo dry it wasn't even funny , could use a solid 1-2 scoop of beef talow before wrapping them and slapping them in the warmer , no clue how they reheat it but worst brisket i ever had 1/5

Chicken : roasted chicken was okay , goid smoky flavor but nothing special and right on the fence of beung dry inside , it was not juicy 2.8/5

Beef ribs : okay flavor wise , again super dry 2.5/5

Pork ribs : there i must say it's a solid win , great flavor and they we're juicy , ask for without bbq sauce as its basucally 60% sugar and will ruin them , i asked for sauce au the side and it was a great decision. 4.5/5 solid ribs

Coleslaw : terrible no flavor and dry , basically shaved dry salad 0/5

Fries : fries we're very good , warm , tender and crispy , cajun spices was a nice touch 4/5

Grilled veggies : it was just brocolli , but its was good , if you like half a cup of butter with your greens 4/5

It was pretty empty around 6pm on a friday night , these guys could use a trip to texas/memphis just to find some flavor ideas and some warm and juicy servings rather than bone dry and tasteless bbq.

Also the music was terrible , reggeaton in a bbq joint , took alot away from the experience it was really annoying , i don't ask for straight up country music but something a little morr fitting of the place visual vibe would...