This place reeks of botox, fake tan, viagra packing grandaddies, LA wannabes and old ladies with one too many face lifts! The drinks aren't nearly as stiff as they should be to have the clientele get over themselves. Haven't eaten there, true, but wouldn't want to either. They ruined some beautiful old Toronto character with yet another ugly building. Yorkville is so wannabe something it's not. Instead of embracing its hippie heritage and trend setting potential, it is where you find poor little rich girls and unfortunate joan rivers lookalikes!