Gord and I met for supper this evening at The Wheat Sheaf (King Street W/Bathurst), which is one of Toronto's oldest pubs (it opened around 1850).
Gord started with a bowl of mushroom soup. He said it was good.
We both ordered wings. Gord got his with cajun spice and I got mine with medium sauce. They were good.
Zoe was our server and she took good care of us.