Had a bit of nostalgia for lunch today. Quite a few years ago (more than 15 years?) there was a small restaurant chain in Toronto called Toby's Good Eats that had some decent burgers. Apparently the rights to the name and menu were sold a couple of times along the way and now reside with this location. The Mrs. had the Klondike burger, and I had the Truck Stop. Still pretty decent burgers.
Toby's, where no one knows your name. It's the kind of place where you jump in, grab a pitcher (or 2, or 3) and jump out to another "cooler" bar.
That's what I do. With $10 pitchers, one being Flying Monkey's Hoptical Illusion, you can't beat the price. It's a good starting point for a great night. Staying is an option, but it's full of mixed randoms. Some older, some creepy, some balding, most younger.
It's eclectic and casual but it's also dingy. The vibe isn't exactly rowdy, it's just semi-loud. Service is not that great, they take their sweet time between pitchers and take three times as long to bring your bill.
Overall, it's the fuel that get's your motors runnin'. For anything else, you should check-in to another rodeo.
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