I sure wish that God would allow me to give this place a higher rating. Unfortunately the laws of brutal honesty demand that I not be as kind as I wish. The pizza pump is my favourite!
The inside looks like it might be called "Madigans" or "Gladigans" or "Magicans" or something like that. Or if you just mulitplied its size several fold you would eventually generate a TGIFridays or an Appleby's. So...that's kind of a strike against it, despite the fact that it has not, in reality, been so multiplied in size.
It has dueling patios. One front. One back.
The food is better than it needs to be, but not good enough to matter. I favour the pasta primavera---it has broccoli.
Friendly staff, nice mixture of people drinking there most nights.
Vague literary (perhaps Newfoundland literary?) theme which emerges as you approach the rear of the establishment.
There's no point in this review, because it isn't a destination and if you lived nearby you'd have already been here.