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| - Maybe it's unfair of me to review a brewpub when I don't really drink.
But then, nobody says I'm obligated to imbibe, and if they have wait staff, and a menu, and food, they're faire game, right?
Anyway, unless they're serving skunked-out old beer, or the keg pressure's too high/low, or the temperature's just off a pint is a pint is a pint. Especially if I feel like a bottle of Corona or two to go with my nachos.
So I'll stipulate that I haven't tried their in-house brews. Instead I met up with friends for a decidedly Jack-and-Coke evening. The Jack and Coke was great, considering Jack had left the building.
The Granite is a huge sprawling space at the corner of Eglinton and Mount Pleasant. Ample parking is undermined by a byzantine payment scheme that requires you to leaver the garage, traipse outside and then re-enter the building. Or you could just bus in from Eglinton Station. Or walk.
The vibe is split between committed older drinkers, locals blowing off steam, and during the summer, newly of-age kids (I presume) who find drinking in such a hangout a really grown-up thing to do.
Service about what you'd expect. Lots of offers to top off drinks (alcohol and otherwise), and long waits for food. Did I mention the nachos? Good, because I had to a few times on this visit. They arrived lukewarm, a pile of greasy loose meat on stale crumbling chips, blanketed with cheese and a few loose veggies; altogether inconsistent but I'm sure awesome if it were my first time in a bar, or if my palate wore beer goggles.
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