Granville Anvil

Decided not to be a sad sack alone by myself on Christmas Eve and made my second visit here last night. My first time back in November was perfectly nice, very quiet, good drinks, just a few groups chatting idly. But last night the place was decked out to the nines in all manner of fabulous Christmas decor—including Brandon the bartender in a reindeer onesie—and packed with an array of patrons bringing some really great energy. The 3 gin and tonics and mystery peppermint shot Brandon made me were not only excellent, but lasted me well until 4 am, all for a fraction of what it would have cost at other bars. Really was just a lovely few hours I spent here, especially the conversation. It's very refreshing to go to a bar where you can actually hear people and make real connections rather than shouting at each other. Altogether a great little spot, truly a hidden gem to have just a train stop away, and I will definitely be back!

Service was abysmal. Upon walk-in was asked “what do you want”. When I asked for a beer list the bartender pretty much screamed “I have no list just tell me what you want”. A few more other things too, but he was the most hostile person in customer service I’ve ever met. We left and refused to give the establishment a dime. Service 0/10. This was a Sunday at noon before a mosaic class trying to get a quick beer