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| - C is for Comrade, which is good enough for me. This might come into your head as you pass the big C outside the draped windows of The Comrade on queen street. this place is soooo snazzy. the walls are bare brick, the ceilings are high, and all the furniture is so nice you might feel like abandoning your own home to live here. the chairs are big and cushiony, the tables low in between them and the distance between you and your drinking partner is perhaps a little more widespread than is conducive to easy conversation. If you hang out in the back room, which seems to be the smooching, get cozy room, youll have more than enough couch and rug space to keep the mood cuddly.
Now, me, i like to sit at the bar mostly, because i can sample all their exciting beer and drink choices. my new favorite is the "dead guy" beer from oregon - yes i tried it because of the name, but i have since ordered more of them so take that. and one of the owners, has a signature drink whose name i cant remember currently, but it is a very festive, sweet combo cocktail. They do have food there, which i havent tried, (its more of a bar than a restaurant) but from talking with one of the owners, im pretty sure that its little gourmet treats that are fresh and delicious.
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