Summerlicious July 20: MoRoCo

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I suspect there is not much to the name MoRoCo beyond that it mirrors the location’s postal code (M5R 1C1). Childhood princesses dine on the white patio resembling a photo studio for Alice in Wonderland. And down the rabbit hole we go to enter a darkly fantastical dining room with fairy-tale adornments. The bright, black washroom has a gold mirror-mirror on the wall. Unfortunately, the restaurant never grows up as the courses insist on being childish. The oriental salad had unimaginative flavours of sweet and sour; none of the components were the least bit unexpected. The salmon, which came with thinly bitter chips instead of some meaningful veggies, was poorly glazed and required a ranch-like dip to be palatable. Of course, the dressing covered any of the maple syrup, making the whole baking process seem like a waste. The dessert was prime time for MoRoCo to show off, and as salaciously crimson as the red velvet was, it was dreadfully cold and al-dente for a crepe. The sweet toothes will no doubt be pleased; the rest of us will leave with a sugar rush, bound to crash.