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| - I was taken here recently at a friend's urging as he wanted to "run into" a hot babe and I wanted to hang with a hot babe. I didn't mind this set up, and The Yukon turned out to be a sweet lil spot for our rendezvous. Prior to this evening beginning, I had enjoyed a few Cinco de Mayo cocktails and as a result, I was feeling ultra lazy (that's code for the aftermath of a beer buzz). My friend assured me that it was a casual atmosphere and I took his word for it as I didn't feel like getting gussied up. This takes ages, (actually 5 minutes) and I couldn't be bothered. Luckily for me, my favorite dude doesn't lie. The Yukon is in fact very casual and the dim lighting makes it feel like a secret that not many people know about. Except that, people are starting to know about it...and alas, this Queen Street gem will be bopping in no time. OK, it's already bopping because the DJ, who's surrounded by multitudes of records, plays some pretty sweet beats. After a few cocktails, we decided to jet, but I will definitely return to The Yukon, not only because it's near my hot babes place of residence, but because there's a teeny tiny snack menu that I must taste and ultimately devour...and then, of course, write about it with a full belly of soft pretzels...and beer...because, you know...pretzels make you thirsty.
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