This is a great space, with good music, a cool vibe and visually interesting decor, patrons and staff. It is typically Queen West West, in the pervasive hipster ethos and relentless trendiness of everything within it, right down to the oh so unique punk bar downstairs. However, and this is a big however for a restaurant, the food was unremarkable except when it was actually bad. The steak tartare lacked seasoning and was ridiculously oversized- appeared to be a supermarket package of ground beef flipped onto a plate and than decorated with artfully scattered crackers; the vegetable terrine was sent back for having an unpleasent bitter aftertaste; the other dishes were only so-so. I should note however, that the cocktails were fabulous- my manhattan was wonderfull with the olive instead of cherry a nice modification.
Where Parts and Labour shines is in drinks and in atmosphere- in short it would make a great bar, instead of a mediocre trendy restaurant on a strip choked with them.