This place has mini-sharks at the center of a circular bar. It's the ultimate old man bar, but has a confusingly eclectic mix of people. Upstairs is like a coffee shop bar and is full of students. The patio is also packed with young people hanging out. But downstairs, with the weird mix of old people and people drinking alone, is where all the fun is.
The beers are more money than I want to spend at a dive bar, but they have $5 Canadians. Somebody has to pay to take care of the baby sharks. Also, I'm too much of a wimp to drink at Mounties.