Me (sitting at a table with a window view): The entertainment is here.
The One True Chris P: Yes?
Me: Yeah, I just saw some oddly dressed women jumping out of a car.
The One True Chris P: Those aren't women.
Me: Oh. I'm very innocent, you know.
I'd probably give this place a 1 or 2 star review if it weren't for the fact the waiter was a pretty alright guy and deduced my drink preference. The One True Chris P and I kind of wanted to enjoy some mutual one-on-one time under the influence. I asked for a honey nut brown beer and they were sold out. But the waiter noted they have Guinness off menu. Oh? Yes. I'll have two of those.
I had the fish and chips. I didn't find it any better than you could get at the frozen food section in the grocery store. The Zelda fries were dull. The food took an amazingly long time to come. There were about 2 other patrons in the whole establishment.
The bill in the woman's shoe was a nice bit of fun. I resisted falling back into my weird pre-therapy fetish days, filling the shoe with hand cream, and "enjoying" it in the men's bathroom.
This place would probably be a gas for the show but if you're looking for some good eats along Yonge there's nothing really of interest here.