An interesting location for a spot like this, you probably couldn't tell what this place is walking along Main especially with the variety of places around that don't quite agree with gastropub. Either an advance knowledge or intuition most definitely required.
A vast and temporary list of draft beers- I was informed that five or six change on a regular basis but not which- was clipped on top of the menus handed out; far from merely suggesting that diners partake. It's one of very few beer menus I've ever seen that doesn't list where its beers originate (I looked up the one I ordered to discover that my guess of Belgium was correct) and with the variety of local-ish microbrews available with a smattering of Europeans and the odd American, well, a clue is usually expected. Beers seemed a little flatter than usual on draft but the selection is an interesting one. I'd go back for a 'flight'- a choice of four of the draft selections.
Food here was also touch and go. Woodsy pizza was incredible due to marinated roast garlic and a balsamic drizzle that gratefully overpowered the rest of the flavours. Mediterranean pizza was bland and boring in comparison. "Belgian" frites were totally wrong: no real Belgian would think of either pouring salt all over them before serving or serving them with ketchup.
Service was by far the saving grace. Not enough can be said for quality customer service and knowledge of a menu, both beverage and food. I appreciate a server who can laugh at my poor attempts at humour and who actually returns to the table in a couple minutes when asked to give another couple minutes to peruse a menu.
3.5-4/5