Fiddlers is a restaurant/bar split, we made our way to the pub, which was complete with fireplace and a mix of tables and kind of half-shell booths, pool table and VLTs. Instead of hockey, there was MMA on the telly, so if that’s your jam, this is a good place to watch.
Our server was friendly and prompt, checking in on us regularly but not annoyingly.
If you Google “Fiddlers Green”, you’ll see the tagline “Authentic Irish”, while there is a distinct pub feel, this isn’t so much reflected in the menu. There were pub classics like Shepherd’s Pie, Fish and Chips and Sticky Toffee Pudding, but after that less Irish and more North American with a good selection of burgers, pizza and appies.
Dad went with the Shepherd’s Pie. Served piping hot, it also came with a side of fries, a nice addition to a dish that’s usually on its own. Mom tried the Blasta Chicken Bowl (fire-grilled chicken breast, sauteed veggies, Canadian cheese and basmati rice with sour cream and salsa). She wasn’t a huge fan of the chicken but dug the rest of the dish.
Siddall went with the fish tacos (yam fries on the side – there were a ton of sides so high five for that), and crushed them. I did the Crispy Cheddar Perogies. While they weren’t exactly crispy, they were still hella tasty and came with a Hipkin-sized portion of bacon which is never a bad idea. The only downfall was the sizeable puddle of grease that formed in the bottom of the dish.