This review is based on two visits. The first was on a weeknight around midnight and it was freezing cold, had just got off work and needed a drink. My colleague and I walk to the red door, go to the bar and order a beverage. Unfortunately, we arrived and it was last call. Boo. Glad we made it to sneak one in at least.
Next review. Saturday Brunch. Holy shit the Breakfast Pouting is off the hook. With a fried egg on top, with bacon bits and mayo.
Im not from Toronto but this was some BANGIN poutine.