A beautiful pub in the heart of the St. Lawrence Market area.
I’ve been to the Jersey Giant — named after a breed of chicken originating in the United States in the late 19th century — a number of times over the years and I am always awestruck by the exposed hammerbeam ceiling. For those who like architecture, this is a wondrous sight and worth a pint just to admire it. (The light fixtures aren’t too bad either, which is good given how very dark the pub is.)
The menu at the Jersey Giant suffers from a superfluous use of apostrophes (Monday’s, Coor’s, etc.) and random capitalizations of words. The pub has darts, a jukebox, and a pool table at the back. The Jersey Giant has different “personalities;” the front area which is bright-ish as it faces north and full of tables and chairs, downstairs is the middle room with more tables and chairs, sofas in corners and the bar bathed in diffused light, then down a passage to the dark pool room and toilets. The walls are covered in images of the eponymous chicken.
Number of visits by yours truly: three or four times, most recently on a Thursday afternoon in April 2011
TTC information: King Station, head east along King to Church, down to Front
Booze selection: 23, including two ciders (no Pimm’s)
Food selection: not bad, standard pub grub
Service staff: waited a while to be acknowledged, which seemed odd given that I was the only patron in the pub at noon, but the service improved after I was finally noticed. While doing the research for this post, I learned that the bartender apparently has a bit of a devoted online following
Prices: I was treated, but the prices were higher
Patio: on the street facing north and very very small
Wheelchair accessible: no
Televisions: four that I could see in the main area
Live music: no
Piped-in music: Phil Collins, Cyndi Lauper, and The Who
Rating: four pints (out of five)