Yikes, this place.
I feel like there should be a separate rating system for restaurants in the beaches, as they all seem to be stuck in the same dull vacuum. How many "Basic pubs" can you fit per capita? Restaurant owners here seem to be chasing the record.
You want chicken wings!?! You got it!!
Decent selection of mostly corporate craft beer (corporate owned breweries posing as independents). The taps are cold though and my Steamwhistle was delicious.
Twenty year old girls and Neanderthals with bad haircuts flock here like militant pigeons. If you visit after 10pm, be prepared to witness communal shots from wooden planks, drunk tarts dancing on the bar (yes, actually), awful music and drug dealers from Scarborough striking poses.
This is the kind of place where the owner is either a genuinely nice guy, with nothing but good intentions, and I'm an asshole (quite possible), or else he's barely there and hardly knows what's going on.
Apparently someone got stabbed there the other night. Sounds about right.
Dat patio doe!