XO could very well be hell on earth. Complete with someone who could be the rudest door guy, gatekeeper, whatever in all of Toronto. A group of 10 of us went on Friday night, just looking to sing, drink and be merry and the guy behind the counter said they were totally booked. Which is fine. But the statement was chased with a great big "Get out!" I get it when popular burger places or soup stops in New York are a little like that, it tends to add something sometimes. But seriously... In the past, I'd been to XO for my birthday party. Friends were afraid to sit down because of fleas and sticky business that we don't have to vent about here. On this return visit, the crew I was with - a bunch of salt of the earth non-profit folk, working hard to make a difference in the world - was up for the challenge. But apparently XO wasn't. Shame.