Our group stood at the entrance waiting to be greeted/seated. No one. Sure, the Raptors were playing and only ten minutes left on the clock, but there should always be someone at the front.
Eventually someone came and set us up in a booth. We weren't there for food (I hate the pizza here) but for birthday drinks (it was the middle of the day)---no judgment please. :)
The group ordered a pitcher of beer and a few rounds of shots. What? No grenades? Ok, we will make our own.
The service was passable. She seemed overwhelmed even though it wasn't a full, full house. Maybe they were just understaffed because the greeter was cleaning up tables and actually looked like the manager (based on what she was wearing).
We were checked on only once after all the drinks were served. No biggie. We are low maintenance people.
Our mission was accomplished: birthday drinks and our friend didn't have to travel too far from home.