Dining at Au Pied de Cochon is a full-contact sport, like WWE wrestling or Canadian football. People carom off each other in the cramped kitchen, and the frenzy of the dining and prep space is addictive and fun to watch while you're happy you're not stuck in the fray yourself. Service is friendly and in your face.
You're there to eat, which is your role in the full-contact sport. Food is sumptuous, rich, and obscene. It's also quite wonderful and beyond tasty. One server called me a "warrior" for polishing off the foie gras stuffed pig foot. The fg poutine was tremendous, as was pickled tongue and a tuna tartare from heaven.
Au Pied de Cochon is not for the weak-hearted. I recommend a hard fast before you enter. Make sure you're nice and hungry, or else this restaurant may cause your stomach to burst and kill you. Don't say you weren't warned.
One last thing. Reservations are essential.