We came here and - after reading some of the reviews - expected a step above "sports bar food". Okay, so we came here on a Sunday... the barmaid was watching international Soccer instead of the Cavs, the waiter informed us that there is "no Sunday liquor license; only beer", and the atmosphere was uncomfortable at best. We were not greeted at the door - there is no foyer. We simply toppled into the plaza-like entry to the vacant stares of the patrons and staff. The waitstaff seemed to be "going through the motions" - sadly disappointing.
We were excited to try to beers on tap, however the menu wasn't up to date... three of our choices were "sold out" before I could settle on my fourth choice - Great Lakes Chillwave - now being served EVERYWHERE... I was disappointed to say the least. Wine??? There are 2 reds and maybe as many whites... don't bother to try and impress a date.
We tried the Pouttine because I had never had it. It was a rich, satisfying warm mound of fresh cut fries, light beige gravy, cheese curds, and a beautiful poached egg. Really decadent! The meatball sandwich and bacon meatloaf with cheddar mashed was your typical barfare.
We won't be back. When your food is merely acceptable and your wine list is non-existent you need to rely on your waitstaff's personality. Good luck here...