We went here on a Saturday afternoon and weren't that surprised that we were only one of two tables in the place, given the neighborhood is known more for its Indian cuisine and not pub fare. After our experience we can see that there are other reasons for empty seats at the Two Headed Dog, other than location. Our server was pleasant, but clearly lacking service experience. Not a great sign when your boyfriend has to go to the bar for his own drink... (I should mention that we were now the only patrons.) Our food came forty minutes after ordering. A poutine boasting of real curds on the menu arrived in a bowl soaking in watered down gravy and what appeared to be shredded marble. My boyfriend's burger arrived missing ingredients, and although rectified promptly, hardly made up for the stale bun, mealy tomatoes, and filmy mayonnaise. Towards the end of the meal our server finally came over to ask how it was. With disappointment in our eyes we suggested it was "alright," to which she responded with an obligatory "Great!" clearly taking no notice that we found the meal far from great. Never were we asked if we would like another drink, which would have been nice, given the only redeeming quality of the Two Headed Dog was its fresh beer. I imagine with service and food such as this that their one saving grace will soon be going stale in unused kegs.