A strange place to end up for lunch on a Sunday in mid-October! But what a great history. It took us a bit to find the actual entrance to the restaurant...we came in through a door that took us down a very narrow, winding staircase that turned a sharp corner and then continued up into the loft through a trap door. Poking my head into the attic I was greeted by the fierce looking muzzle of a boxer (I think it was a boxer - it was a bit close to get the full picture) and then by a slightly less fierce muzzle of a big man in a small hat. After recovering from my shock I led our group of four into the room where we were welcomed warmly by a waitress who probably wondered what we were doing there on this rainy day. Our experience included a mysterious tour through an authentic backwoods prohibition era nightclub frequented even by Elvis at one time. (That would be after prohibition right?) We enjoyed a special Sunday morning coffee prepared to brace our spirits...or something to do with spirits...followed by a hearty meal cooked on the open, original charcoal grill. The food may be a bit pricey but the whole experience was worth every Canadian cent.