I am a nut for Wes Anderson, and this bar, inspired by the hotel lobbies of his films, feels like something I conjured up in a dream. I wish I lived in Toronto so I could drink here all the time. The amaretto sour on their specials menu was somehow my favorite drink I’ve ever ordered, my boyfriend got a no-holds-bar sazerac (he ranked it 3rd best in the world), and my best friend had the tame impala (she’s a sucker for chai).
If you see me taking the 8 hour drive up to Toronto this summer exclusively to drink here again, mind your own business (or join)
