The Canadian Brewhouse (Saskatoon West) — Restaurant in Saskatoon

After buying Mazda Linda, the rolling reincarnation of my fallen mattress bride, I did what any newly-mobile drywall captain would do: I drove toward the glowing promise of The Canadian Brewhouse like a moth drawn to a neon sign that says "WINGS, SPORTS, SALVATION."

I'd been surviving on Crazy Eggs, instant ramen, and rage, so I was ravenous—spiritually and physically. I walked in wearing my best hoodie (the one without joint compound fused into the sleeves). The hostess smiled like she knew. The walls breathed slightly. This was the place.

I sat down and immediately ordered a flight of beer because why choose just one path through the cosmos? I drank one and remembered my name. I drank the second and forgot my enemies. By the fourth, I could hear the mozzarella sticks screaming from the kitchen: “WE'RE READY FOR HIM.”

Then came the food. Dear God. The burger was stacked like a dream journal that had been deep-fried. It looked at me. I looked back. It whispered, “Eat me and understand the moon.” I obeyed.

The poutine levitated. The jalapeño poppers spoke in tongues. The garlic fingers formed a pentagram on the plate entirely unprovoked.

Around beer number six, I saw the Canadian Brewhouse logo lift off the menu and tap dance across the table. It told me about my past lives (caribou, leaf, substitute gym teacher) and then vanished into a bowl of marinara.

A man named Mitch—or possibly an anthropomorphic hockey puck wearing a Canucks jersey—brought me another round. He winked with both eyes and said, “You’ve made it, buddy.” I wept. Openly. Into a bowl of dry ribs.

The TVs played sports, but I saw only visions—my former mattress waving at me from a prairie field, smiling, finally at peace.

5 stars. Not because it was good—because it was transcendent. Because for the first time in weeks, I wasn’t drywalling, dodging geese, or arguing with sentient ATMs. Because I ate real food, got absolutely blitzed on lager, and momentarily fused with the universe through gravy.

If you’ve rowed through purgatory on foam and fury and need a break from reality, The Canadian Brewhouse (this one anyway) will take you in, feed you, beer you, and gently rupture your sense of self in the most delicious way possible.

I am whole again.

And I still have half a quesadilla...

We won tickets to lobster fest (normally $50 each). First of all there was sign saying you could get their smallest sized beer for this price with the lobster meal, but it was just regular price? Seems like the intention is to trick someone into thinking it's a deal..

Anyway the Caesar salad was decent-good and I am picky when it comes to Caesar salad, but I'm not too picky of an eater otherwise. The lobster, macaroni, and garlic bread arrived. Garlic bread was good. Now I understand they want to prepare the food a head of time with lobster fest having many people booking in for a set time period. My macaroni and cheese purely tasted like I made some mediocre Mac and cheese at home, put it in the fridge for a few days and then reheated it in the microwave. My girlfriends Mac and cheese at least had a crust on the top and tasted better like it was put in the oven, yet still of course it tasted pre-made and reheated. The lobster itself was cold the instant it arrived. There was butter put inside the tail and it wasn't even melted, because clearly it was too cool. We had a dish of butter that was cold as well. We asked the server if it was supposed to be warm and they went and got us a single new one. We didn't necessarily need two but interesting assumption when we had one cold one on each plate. The new butter dish was just barely warm. It was a pretty abysmal experience for what should have been $50, we questioned even having it for free through the contest and definitely left some of our food because we did not want it.

Definitely cannot recommend the lobster meal with that experience.

Otherwise, it's a sports bar if you are into that kind of thing. I've been to two other brewhouse locations and have had okay experiences with barely decent overpriced food and misleading beer pricing/sizing and I really don't see myself recommending or ever going back. I'm shocked at how busy...

Went today with my spouse and kids. Service was very slow, it was not busy in the establishment at all. Took a good 10 minutes just to get drinks to the table, My soda was lack of- so I replaced with a virgin Caesar instead. Ordered steak and hashbrown combo- He asked for his to be medium well / it came out medium rare; he asked for rye bread- they came out with a different type of bread- receipt did not match pricing in menu . I ordered a salad and the buffalo chicken wrap; Ive had it before where it was very good. This time, there was lack of flavour, in both the salad and the wrap. Pricing did not match for 2 of the meals we were charged; Service was extremely slow, Everytime we come here they are out of something whether it be plum sauce, kids cotton candy for their desert, iced tea .. Its unfortunate. You come to an establishment to get what you're looking for. Service could be worked on for sure, and perhaps updating your prices, though we did not mention the pricing difference because we already waited long enough to get the bill , we just wanted to get out at that point. As a family that likes to get out and contribute to the community we were left with lack of- and not a good experience. We live in the area and we have given this place a few opportunities. We will not be returning...