The dining experience begins on the dock of Algonquin’s Cache Lake, with the arrival of the wooden freighter canoe that delivers guests to the rustic pine lodge. An ever-changing five-course menu ($55) caters to locavores. A thin disc of eggy French toast, underscored with a stroke of maple syrup, balances a mousse of lightly smoked wild rainbow trout, tiny flecks of which add weight and texture to the playful amuse. A moat of mild curry soup, peppered with crisp traces of green apple and finished with slight heat, surrounds an island of slow-braised, crisp-skinned Kurobuta pork belly. A plate of grilled beef tenderloin builds upward from nutty brown-butter mashed potatoes with tempura shallots, to the beef, somewhat overcooked yet moist and nearly fork-tender, to a pine cone–size scoop of concentrated gorgonzola foam that lends perfect pungency to the mild cut of meat. Crackling-skinned but bland rainbow trout is less successful and in need of a smarter match than tomato concassée and potatoes roasted in duck fat. Unlicensed. No à la carte.