As it turns out, Nazzare Bar is The Communist’s Daughter. And - as I would find out - the crowd was indeed from here, most from the immediate area.

“Whether they meant to or not,” one regular explained, “the Communist's Daughter people have created a little piece of Northern Ontario - for Torontonians. Service is friendly, the bathrooms clean, and the jukebox collection stellar. And miraculously, considering the young and with-it crowd, the pickled egg jar diminishes from half-full to empty each night.”

Don't let the curious moniker fool you: The C.D. isn't a Socialist meeting headquarters - the name is taken from a Neutral Milk Hotel song. Currently the place has "dive" written all over it; it couldn't be clearer if the word were graffitied on its saffron-coloured walls.