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That is pretty much the word that sums up Brant House. The revitalization happening in "King West" brought many new venues for wining and dining, but I didn't realize that along with it, came such a shitty attitude.
Brant House (no the) is one of those typical lounge/club places that is supposed to appeal to the older club goers who want to go beyond Richmond street. It also seems to appeal to the lesser kind; people who are stuck up and like crappy music. I went there for a birthday party, not knowing what I was getting into. Being among friends always makes a crappy place bearable, but Brant House is awful in so many ways.
Firstly, the music is what you'd probably find your 14 year old cousin listening and grooving to, and even that is a stretch. It's a mix of top 40, hip hop and mediocre dance, perfect for grinding to!
Secondly, its a very typical and oh-so-tired meat market. Ladies in barely-there and men happy to stare, I saw more pick up attempts than a cleaner on the 400 series highway on garbage duty. Unless you like this sort of thing, I'd say pass with a big red flag.
Lastly, the food and service was terrible. I can't elaborate further, but hopefully what you've read is warning enough.
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