Fat Bastard Burrito

As always, I’m a little late to the game, but the family and I finally had the chance to go to Fat Bastard Burrito on Weston Road.

Himanschu (back) and Simon (front)

If you haven’t been, it’s a great place for a fast, good, takeout.

We got two medium chickens and two veggies. They’re loaded—closer in size to a football than a seven-layer, that’s for sure. We did finish them, but barely.

Fat Bastard has a neat take on burritos. They jam as much of everything in as the shell can hold: grilled veggies, beans, rice, guac, salsa, more salsa, hot sauce, Asian noodles, nacho chips, sour cream, corn, peppers, and some things I forget—and that’s not including your filling: beef, chicken, shrimp, and the like.

It’s not Mexican food like I’ve ever had, but it’s still a damned fine burrito. I have some pictures of the inside, but nobody wants to see that. Burritos are a three-sense food.

I’m happy to see the Fat Bastard come to Weston, because I like cheap, good food. Dinner for four was $43, and worth every penny.

But I’m also happy to see them, because they’re a sign of good things. Fat Bastard joins Ginger Pho and Zeal Burger as a new entrant in the mid-market–until very recently, hold-your-belly filled by only P&M’s.

It’s easy to forget how much things have changed. When I moved here 12 years ago, Weston was stuck in the 1970s: you could choose between fish and chips and diner food for your typical $12 Tuesday-night dinner, and there was nothing more expensive.

Now, what a difference! Restaurateurs, like all right-minded people, see that things are getting good in Weston.

New coffee shop

When I first moved here, Weston was a sleepy little town. I mean that literally—we were terribly under caffeinated.

No longer! Black Cat Espresso Bar is the newest and hippest of the speed merchants to move to Weston. They’re moving into one of the new spaces at the south end of Rosemount, and they seem a little fancier than most of the other places in town, with oat milk, pour-over coffee, and stuff like that. Sounds great!

Photo from BCEB rather than embedded because stupid Instagram breaks my site. Apologies.

Royal bakery

It took me six months too long, but I finally made it to the new Royal Bakery, at Ray and Weston Road.

The owners took over a space that had been empty for a some time. Around five years ago, the rather run-down Coffee Time (where I sat with my agent and bought my house, for what it’s worth) shut down, and the building became rather unattractive.

No more! Now the space is bright, warm, and welcoming.

Royal Bakery and BBQ Chicken serves pastries and deli sandwiches, and sells the largest loaves of bread you’ve ever seen. The donuts are enormous, fresh and cakey, and the coffee and hot chocolate we had were both great.

Despite the name, they don’t yet sell barbecue chicken; that’s coming in the summer. I’m looking forward to it.