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| - I am no fool, the Berbers lived in the desert and lived in quite shabbily built mud/clay buildings, and they didn't decorate their walls with wooden panels and fancy paint colours because they didn't have trees in the desert, nor did they have paint!
I'm a cultured man, but what do you want...it's Toronto.
BerBer Lounge is right next door to the Sultan's Tint & Café Moroc, you descend down a small flight of stairs and enter a heavy door in to the dimly lit premisses. The well stocked bar canals the two areas of the lounge. The South end with booths, and the North end a semi-segregated vip-ish area which can sit up to two dozen patrons. Despite this, the lounge retains a welcoming and non-hostile ambiance. Beautifully decorated but uncomfortable wooden furniture, carpeting on the walls (never got that), vintage-like lamps, free-standing lanterns, and lots of drapery. The place is simply beautiful!
Full bar, full kitchen, bottle service, and all of it for a very reasonable price. A bottle of sparkling wine can be as low as $35.
A four course meal for under $39, or the a-la-carte menu which is best befitting for the venue. This is my ideal place for a finger food and wine gatherings with my slightly more matured associates. A great clubbing alternative!
The drinks doesn't come as fast as I want it to, and the service can be improved with more attentive waiters...but these are points to improve on, not shortcomings.
It was awkward for me to find a comfortable position in their uncushioned seats at the North end, but in the same chair I've received a random free massage courtesy of a very fine lady, so it's all good memories. Didn't envy the pillow pillaged south side for a moment. The barkeep is quite skilled at his craft and the food ain't bad either.
Again, I am no fool. Few BerBers have ever had it so good, and this is leaps beyond from authentic....but I'm not complaining, because the authentic BerBer experience is probably more of a pilgrimage than....this.
A real Lounge where one can--lounge.
Missing something though...perhaps, a real BerBerian...
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