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| - Looking for some sort of disease, be it fungal, infectious, flesh eating? Then Hollywood On the Queensway should be your top destination!
I went to Hollywood On the Queensway in the summer of 2011 with two friends who had moved to Etobicoke, and we were looking at places to try, exploring the area, you know? The three of us like to drink, and as we were driving by, we saw this place. They had a huge banner saying "RICKARD'S RED SERVED HERE"; I enjoy Rickard's, so we decided to pull in and check it out.
From the outside, it looks identical to the inside; rundown, disgusting, on the verge of collapse. How this place manages to pass the health inspection every time is beyond me, but I'm confident it involves transactions dealing with sex, drugs, or lots of money.
The inside is... ugh, disgusting, terrible. I felt like I would contract something just by sitting in the booth we were seated at. Which, I should mention, took a few minutes; the place was deserted save for one couple, there were three ladies wandering around (plus one bartender), yet they chose to take their sweet time getting to us.
After being seated and waiting for ten minutes before we were even asked if we wanted a drink, I asked for a Rickards and water.
"Oh, we don't serve Rickards here."
"You have a huge banner advertising otherwise."
"Yeah well it's old I guess, you want something else?"
We ordered drinks, and they came... eventually. This is when she realized we had no menus. The menu? The menu! What a terrible menu. Typical bar food, as expected, but otherwise, nothing of any substance. I ordered a burger, and it was undercooked and plain. Supposedly comes with lettuce, onions and tomato, it came with no said toppings. I can't remember what my friends had ordered; one said her meal was decent, the other couldn't finish hers.
Another ten minutes or so we waited after asking for the bill... it finally came. With the drinks, it wound up being $40 and change, which is average for a bar.
What percentage of $40 is a five cent tip? Because the one and only nickel in my pocket is what I left.
AVOID. They have live music on weekends, but if the bands are anything like the staff, they're terrible to listen to.
AVOID. Go elsewhere. Nowhere else to go? Hit the nearby Wendy's or McDonald's; heavily processed, heart-attack inducing oil and fat is far superior to the regurgitated food this place serves.
AVOID. Just... avoid. Unless you're the health inspector.
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