If traffic lights, skyscrapers, and black smog are making you weary of the concrete jungle then it is time to take refuge at the Lodge. Located in the epicenter of the jungle, St-Laurent Blvd. (north of Prince Arthur), the Lodge offers city denizens an opportunity to escape the pavement and surround yourself in a wooden ski lodge accompanied with furred stools, a big moose head, a wooden chandelier (composed of 150 hand made pieces), picnic tables (from the Old Munich pub), and thin birch trees. However, the highlight of the décor is the mink furred waitresses, the fur is not obvious but with a hard glance you'll find it, and if you're lucky maybe she'll let you pet her pelt.
The Lodge has two bars, one at the front and the other at the back. At back of the bar lays a huge plasma screen showing sporting events, thus creating a dichotomous inner struggle of city and country. The music is 70s/80s/90s top 40 and on the menu you can find burgers, salads, steaks, and pig knuckles!!!
On Wednesday night you'll be able to chill with the staff, take secstasy, and double fist a porn star and a beautiful chocolate creation...if you're not in the mood to experiment with drinks - what did you think I was talking about - then order some of the moderately priced malt imports.
The crowd is diverse, ranging from beautiful McGill students to young urban professionals all mixed in with middle aged men stuck in the first stages of a midlife crisis - in other words, a great mix of individuals who can sweep a party of its feet and onto the dance floor.
All in all, a nice cozy place to grab a couple of drinks and savor the lodge cabin feeling.
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