The Pour Boy Pub is located at 666 Manning avenue which makes it an excellent locale for my neo-satanic meetups. When walking west on Bloor, you can't miss the mural of Bob Dylan and Jimmy Hendrix on the second floor looking down at the citizens of Koreatown. It's two floors of pubby goodness and has a spacious patio out front too.
Came on a Thursday night and it was pretty lively in here. We grabbed a seat on the second level, which is less claustrophobic and (slightly) brighter. The menu features pretty decent draught selection and a lot of late night eats. We went for the cheapest pitcher ('cause that's how we do) at $13.25. Not bad. Since we were snackish we grabbed an order of the deep fried tofu which was maybe the worst thing I've ever eaten out of a deep fryer. Super oily and tasteless.
Service was exemplary. Our server won us over quickly with a Larry David impression and kept us imbibed during our visit. An excellent place for a nightcap or midnight snack.
Obligatory Title Pun: Come here POUR BOY, boy can you get it up?
Menu Readability: Using a Comic Sans clone. Not sure if this is better or worse than actually using Comic Sans.
Need to mention: Free Wi-Fi! We all checked in like fiends.
What this place teaches me about myself: I know better than to order deep fried tofu at a pub.