Restaurant Il Martini — Restaurant in Saint-Bruno-de-Montarville

I had lunch on Wednesday afternoon and it was one of the worst restaurant visits I have ever had. I order Burrata salad and Salmon as my main. I let the servers know even before ordering I am allergic to onions, chives, shallots and truffles. She took note and said she we put it in the system. My entire families entrees arrive and I get told they have to remake your salad as they added chives on it even thought I let them know of the allergy so I had to wait but appreciate the attention to my allergy.

My dish arrives I am excited to eat it start cutting and eating. As I am eating a tomato a weird feeling substance is in my mouth think it’s just a tough piece of tomato so I continue eating and the see they never removed the sticker from the tomatoes. Yes that’s right I was eating a plastic sticker. I was done with my meal, that’s unacceptable on every level but it only gets worse from here.

Allergic to onions and they knew it, my salmon and veggies arrive covered in onions, by this time I am beyond frustrated and ready to leave but we talk to the waitress and she has them remake it. Let be. Lear this is the kitchen not reading and taking allergies seriously. UNACCEPTABLE

They bring me a new salmon and veggies but add a pearl onion on the side and take the same piece of salmon covered in onions and put it right back on my dish. How difficult is it to understand, I am allergic to ONIONS??

So while my family eats there meal I had to sit and eat nothing because my tomatoes had stickers and then my main was covered in onions even thought I made sure to say I...

ll Martini isn’t just a restaurant — it’s a full-blown love affair we’ve been tangled up in for over a decade. If Saint-Bruno has a culinary G-spot, this is it.

From the second you walk in, Peter locks eyes with you like a man who remembers your go to drinks. Vasili? Smooth as olive oil on silk sheets — he’s the guy who makes sure your plate is hot and your glass is never empty. And Xavier, the silent assassin of hospitality, moves like a damn food ninja — you never see him coming, but suddenly everything’s perfect.

And then there’s Alex — the wine god. He doesn’t pair wines, he seduces them. You say “sea bass” and he shows up with a white so crisp and flirtatious, it practically unbuttons your shirt for you. The reds? Don’t even get me started. His pours have ruined me for retail wine forever.

The food? Let’s just say it hits like your favorite ex: bold, satisfying, and unforgettable. Every dish comes out like it’s trying to get you to leave your spouse. And the ambiance? Romantic enough to propose, sexy enough to do shots off a stranger.

We’ve been coming here for ten+ years — birthdays, anniversaries, Tuesdays we just didn’t feel like cooking — and every time, it delivers. Not once have we left disappointed (or sober).

Il Martini, you dirty little devil, never change. You’ve spoiled us for everywhere else — and we like it that way. See you next week. Probably twice.

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Went with the whole family for my 65th. Usually we have a good experience at this restaurant but not this time. After having been greeted by a snobby host and were seated we then waited for 20 minutes and had to get up to go ask for menus. The cocktails were excellent and thus the 2 stars. Oysters were served warm. Caesar’s salad was warm. Tagliatelle au canard had almost no canard, was fettuccini not tagliatelli and the dish was very watery. Filet of pork dish was not the filet. When we communicated this to the waiter and the host we were made to feel like we were a little too captious. ? Warm oysters? Warm salad? No duck in the duck tagliatelli. We’re being too critical ? It almost felt like we were being served left overs as we were one of the last tables to be served that night. To top it off, my kids asked the waiter for a candle on my dessert to celebrate my birthday. And ….. drum roll …. no candle! It will be a very very very long time before we return...