I came in here because it was cold, even though everything about it (the red lights, the blaring music, the cleavage) said it was not the place for me.
The music outside was much louder than the music inside, perhaps to deter homeless people from camping on the patio or to give the illusion of a party that wasn't happening. It was pretty cold and earlyish in the night, so it was mostly just a few lost souls. They have some very pro-Toronto decor.
I hope my bartender is going to mix a good cocktail, but that's not what they have to offer here. The bartenders do have boobs. A lot of boob action going on. And they are very sweet and happy to chat with you. There's an audience for that.
Their bathrooms are exceptionally clean. Five stars on the bathroom situation. Six stars, if we're comparing them to most of the bathrooms in downtown Toronto.
I wouldn't intentionally come back here, but ending up back at Houston wouldn't be the worst thing ever. I'd stick with beer.