This place doesn't know what it wants to be. On the night we were there they had hockey playoiffs on TV with the volume up - all well and good. They also had Red Hot Chill Peppers coming through the numerous speakers. One or the other chaps, please.
The patrons were average age 50 I'd say - so the two tattoo barmen playing the Chill Peppers would do well to note their audience. This has been the case fo ryears, it's not a young 'uns bar, so why not cater to your actual audience.
On to the service, we were grunted at by 2 different waitresses who didn' raise a smile between them, looked overworked and underwhelmed. They seemed to be looking after the whole bar on their own, one at a time.
The food. well, judging by how unclean the loos were and I badly run the whole place was I wouldn' entertain anything too challengin in a place like this. I ordered Nachos - they were actually very good. You can't mess up Nachos. My guest ordered Fish and Chips - and exclaimed they tasted like they were cooked in 100 year old fat. The sign of a poor cook/chef or a tight manager who won't pay for new oil. either way, the fish and the chips were both inedible. We saw another couple unhappily grunt their way through a few bites of the same at the next table.
Overall - a good pub gone to ruin. Toilets falling to pieces, food you can't trust and service fitting of a prison canteen. Bar staff pleasing themselves and a room full of loyal and aging regulars who probably stick by it as it's the only pub for quite some distance.
If I owned this place I'd start from scratch - at the moment it's going to ruin. Ramsey would have a heart attack.