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| - A friend and I dropped in here on the night of Christmas Day after an unsatisfying trip to the Madison (I know, I deserve it--who goes bar hopping on Christmas Day?) and had an enjoyable experience. The restaurant features a grotesque, overbusy menu with far too many choices and grade-school clipart of hockey players, with hokey names for their dishes, which, in a more general sense I find insulting to my intelligence. But the wings, with some sort of Louisiana sauce, were good, if not great; they were substantial in size, but really not spicy as promised. The bar has several ales on top, including a small town Ontario favourite in Labatt 50, which kicks this place up a notch.
The restaurant is well lit, with several TVs tuned in to sports. The bartender was really great--sweet, efficient, friendly, and tolerant of the Christmas Day bores who landed on her doorstep.
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