When Kevin Smith came to town, I partied with his film crew at this dark, snug old bar on College Street. We laughed, we danced on the tiny dance floor, we drank many a beer (and a few shots of Jager for good measure) and had a rockin' good time. The bartender was laughing right along with us, not at us, and ponied up a free round in honour of our raucous shenanigans. Plus, it's named after an Atari video game and they serve deep fried Mars Bars. What's not to love?
