Not bad, not bad at all!
Went here tonight for after work drinks and the place was packed - not really surprising since it's a long weekend. It took a bit to find a table, but it happened - and then we got bumped to another table by the wait staff when a smaller one opened up so they could sit a bigger group at ours. Vaguely annoying, but understandable. Service was sporadic - the great table move was about the only time we didn't have to flag them down - but everything got taken care of in the end.
It's dark & divey and reminds me of the pubs back in England. It's a welcoming aura, one where you don't feel like you have to be done up to the nines to hang out (unlike so many other bars on 8th ave). Yes, it's loud, but it's easy enough to carry on a conversation with your table mates if you don't mind shouting a bit.
Drinks and food came quickly enough (although our second round of drinks took a while, and the water I requested never showed up). The 'Bear Bangers' (chicken taquitos) made a good sharing snack, and while my red wine was definitely 'plonk', at $5 a glass I'm not expecting anything except that it's sour and strong.
And good lord was it strong... don't ask me how long it had been fermenting, but that's the first time two glasses of wine have set me completely beyond the limit. I swear I even saw the Easter Bunny hopping down the street on my walk to the bus afterwards...