A group of about 14 of us came here for our last night in Montreal. I actually met up with the group as they were moving from inside to outside, which was necessary. It was pretty warm inside. Anyway, we sat at a long communal table and had round after round after round. Our waitress (whose name was Lauren, which made me love her) was awesome and refilled our drinks just before we needed to ask her too, which was perfect.
We were an obnoxious group of Americans, all wearing tank tops, and we enjoyed the hell out of ourselves.
The atmosphere was great, as was the booze. Oh! I ordered a bison poutine. Out of this world. I devoured it. We spent quite a few hours were just wasting the night away. And we'd gladly do it again.