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| - I was here for drinks with a friend and her sister last summer and again recently on a date for a late dinner and both times, I must say I was wildly impressed.
Situated on a quieter strip of Yonge between Summerhill and St Claire, the pub stands out against the adjascent businesses by, well, it's woodiness. The sign looks like a tree has been sawed in half and just put up! Peeking in the windows reveals a candle-lit and often busy (though slightly small) bar. The first time I went, my friends and I couldn't find a spot for 3 downstairs, so we were directed to the upstairs area which, Meena A is right on the money, is dark, but not in that sensual and candle-lit way the downstairs is, and likely underserviced. However, we didn't have a chance to check the last claim as were only there a short time until someone dashed up to say a table for us had opened up downstairs. Last week, my date and I grabbed one of the tables right across from the bar. It was a little small for 2 people dining, but sufficient.
The service was excellent both times I've been. Welcomed almost immediately, coming upstairs to give us the option of changing tables, consistently checking on how we were doing for drinks/decided on food/how the food was without being too in-your-face; these people seem to have service DOWN, which can be a rarity among the newer, hipper joints.
This place takes their heralding of Gastropub VERY seriously! The drink selection was good: a strong beer selection, some of which I'd never heard of, and a scandanavian cider! Really?!?! I tried it; it was good! They also have a decent sized wine list and could probably make some rather interesting cocktails as well. The food was EXCELLENT. Dude and I split some dip with crustini which was amazing; we were actually disappointed when the server took it away! I had vodka cured salmon with an apple and blue cheese salad with candied walnuts and Dude had the fish and chips (he totally stole my dinner idea); I can't speak personally on the fish (still too early to go stealing off his plate...) but he said it was tasty, but dense, which then sparked a halibut vs. haddock debate as to which is better fish to beer batter. My salmon was excellent, and the salad was crisp and refreshing. I'm not generally a huge fan of blue cheese, but it went spectacularly with the apples and the lemon dressing. My only disappointment was that they were out of mussles by the time Dude and I arrived (which can happen when you don't show up for dinner until 9pm on a weekday evening).
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