great fish and chips, for once they don't drown you in fries and they give you a huge piece of fish, as well as (homemade?... kitchen made probably) tartar sauce which is a MASSIVE plus for me because I hate it when all these self righteous fish and chip places idea of tartar sauce is throwing those shitty packets at you. So yeah, Fucking good fish and chips and good beers. The layout of this place is certainly a public house. Bar at the front and a big open space with tables in the back. Very few and small booths.
I don't understand why people complain about the service. The place was nearly full when I went and we were instantly greeted with a big smile by the bartender and our waitress was nice and quick with everything.
I recall that right outside the place when I was just about to enter some stuck up yuppie left with a few of his friends complaining that the guy at the bar was giving him attitude. I saw no such attitude. My conclusion is that our hip leslieville friend was complaining about his fucking dog or baby not being welcome in the bar. Well good, I don't want your stupid dog humping my leg or your kids climbing in my food at the pub either so if the Roy hates kids then good on them, a Pub is no place for children.