Jane’s Happy Bar

Wow. Really.
If Tommy’s is the purgatory for all the lost souls that couldn’t make it into the nicer purgatory that is Big Ronnie’s, then this is definitely h-​e-​double-​hockey-​sticks.
And much like Tommy’s, Jane’s also has its own olfactory signature. I think I picked up a hints of musty old rag, bouquet of soiled pants and a lingering note of corpse.
And eerily similar to the ordering process at Tommy’s, we were once again offered Amber, but this time I didn’t engage in any «Who’s on First». We just decided to order 6 and be done with it.
At this point, we were at our sixth bar of the night, so I know that my taste buds weren’t as sharp as they were at the start of the night, but that beer was swill!
And then we were accosted.
And then we were all backslapping friends.
And then the bar tab arrived and it was only $ 9.50 and that really solidified our thoughts that this was recycled beer.
And then we vowed never to return talk about it again.
This was the perfect spot for a dirty pub crawl. In fact, I’d be willing to defend it’s assy-​ness in a CBC «Canada Drinks (Swill)» series.
So, in closing, if you’re not looking to catch Hep C, I’d avoid Jane’s like The Plague (or Hep C as it were).