It's not Red Lobster, it's Rock Lobster. The name alone makes me want to dance (B-52's, anyone?) add drawn butter into the equation and you've got one happy tourist!
Though there was a wait to be seated at a booth, +1 and I opted to sit in the window with one long tall table and stools. Made for fun people watching, especially those who tried to enter the restaurant from the wrong door. We'd simply make eye contact, point them in the right direction and have a laugh together. Better than most reality TV these days...
Love wine served by the oz! That alone deserves 4-stars. After a few glasses of red, chilly temps were the last thing on my mind. Paired nicely with lobster poutine and the Crow's Nest: a combination of shrimp, oysters, and crab legs. YUM!
The rest of my evening in Ossington is a bit fuzzy (see the above paragraph, mentioning wine by the oz), but Rock Lobster was the perfect way to start a Saturday night in Toronto.