The Dog's Bollocks Pub — Restaurant in Toronto

The Dog's Bollocks turns out to be that indeed even before we set foot in it!!

I can't comment on the food as we were denied entry to the establishment (or better described as looked to be exploited to gain entry) by what appears to be some security staff presented with way to much flexibility at the door, or the owner of the place is obvious to what is going on during certain events.

At 9PM the wife called ahead asked if there was room was advised there was plenty and advised of a $10 cover charge due to the UFC event that night. We decided to go eat there, and check it out ,as we were staying 3-4 KMS away overnight and it sounded good.

After walking about 3 KM to the place, we get there and ask to enter. After a brief wait we are advised there is room for the 2 of us, but its now $20 per person. I questioned this and was informed that this was because it was 10PM and $10 was to enter during the early matches. I was then informed that it costs the resturant $13.50 per seat to show these events. I said, we are coming to enjoy a full meal and will gladly pay what we were originally advised, AND order food and drinks! We are rejected at the door.

Wife calls up the place and they advise her on the phone its still $10 and I will quote what was repeated to her next. "I have nothing to do with the bouncers are telling you, that is between you and the bouncer"

Needless to say we left upset and will never return. Don't see this type of display of employees showing greed, deceit, lack of concern for patrons, and a host of other things, without even getting in the...

Pretty terrible overall.

Stopped in here with a couple of friends and ordered some food and beer, and when the food came, it tasted like some kind of disinfectant/bleach. We figured out it was coming off the plate so the bottom of my meal smelled strongly, and tasted awful.

I've never sent food back at a resaurant before, so just to be sure, everyone at my table had a taste to confirm how bad it was. When I told the waitress, she went to the kitchen and then came back to tell me they would remake my meal if I paid for both plates. I said I didn't want to do that (I ate some of my friends food instead). She ignored our table for the rest of the eve (40 minutes) even though our glasses were empty most of the time.

To be fair, they didn't charge me for the soapy eggs - I just had to go without my meal. I know it wasn't the waitresses decision, and she was apologetic about it, but what poor management to ask someone to pay for two plates of food when the first one was covered in soap. Clearly they rely on the prime location and walk-in traffic because they don't seem to care about...

Okay. First of all. Per se, the service was... Let's say, hm, adequate. The atmosphere? Serviceable. The hamburger? Erm.. lets just say it wasnt, per se, a “good” or even the “the greatest” burger. I would describe the patty as, well, not, per se, hm, delicious, let alone scrumptious, resembling a “an organ meat” moreover so than a “prime cut”. The fries? If you researched a dictionary definition of “French Fries” (they’re really Belgian, sigh) these would meet it, per se. The crunch did not leave me longing, quite. To conclude: hmm, how do you “summarize” a place like this? 1st point: The optionality of beer per se was decent. Point numero 2: The food was varying in serviceability, but quite. Reminds me of the old saying, “Buyer B-wear.” In final totality, in a world where there’s a plethoritum of eateries, my favorite cartoon character, Rick, would purport something such as resembling: “In the world in the universe, small options are big choices, but in the totality of the multiverse, your choices...