"Psst," the waiter said to me: "The food here is mediocre, but the sangria is a killer. Once you try it you won't want to leave."
He wasn't kidding. My grilled cheese sandwich (which is admittedly difficult to screw up) was expensive ($4.50 without a side) and forgettable, but the pitchers of sangria were outrageously boozy and fruity.
At $30 a pitcher (you can't buy it by the glass) for red or white wine sangria, it was the priciest pitcher I'd ever had, but I got my alcohol's worth. Concentrated, fruity goodness served in a beautiful and sleek glass carafe.
I wasn't exactly wooed by the several dozen fruit flies floating around in the white wine sangria carafe but I wasn't completely turned off either, and I can only attribute this to the month of July - aka fruit fly season in Toronto. I've probably inadvertently swallowed hundreds of them in the past month. And the fruit in the carafe WAS enticing -- evidently to fruit flies as much as to humans -- mangoes, orange segments and whole cherries. So order the sangria but ask them to hold the fruit flies, and be sure to inspect before you swill.