First clue that this place would be awful was that it was empty one hour before a play-off game at the Bell Centre. Every other place in the neighbourhood was hopping. The food was terrible, greasy, tasteless. Worse than that was that the waiter spilt a glass of red wine all over my white jersey and seemed to think that it was funny. The restaurant did not offer to pay for the drycleaning bill or for my meal. Do you think it was because I was wearing an Ottawa Senators jersey? I wonder?
Une autre institution du centre-ville de Montréal. Un pub irlandais chaleureux, accueillant et authentique où il fait bon boire une pinte de Guinness. Vous n’aimez pas la bière? Le pub offre une large sélection de whisky!