A group of friends and I, hungry for a late dinner and looking to avoid arguments over what kind of food each person wanted (7 people in total) wandered into Thursdays on a Saturday night. Unfortunately, we had completely forgotten that it was Valentine's Day and the place was packed. \n\nI can not imagine why. \n\nThe host assured us that we would be seated within 10-15 minutes. I guess that was 10-15 minutes Montreal time, but in Boston time it was about 25. Whatever, they were nice enough about it and 25 minutes isn't too bad when there is a bar to sit at and drinks to be had. \n\nAfter 25 minutes, we snaked our way through the restaurant which started to resemble a casting for \""Real Housewives of Orange County\"". After sitting down, I took a look around and realized this was middle-aged, MILF-wannabe heaven. These women looked more fried than the calamari and the men more pruny than the pickles served de gratis at every table.\n\nOrdering was very painless. The waiter was careful to take the ladies' orders first. The service was neither stellar nor poor. We were clearly a number that night, but it would have been nice to have faster service when it came to drinks. The waiter would pass by the table quick enough to get one drink order in, instead of asking us all at once. Oh well. \n\nThe food itself was not very appealing. I ordered the shrimp in garlic butter and was pleased with the quantity of shrimp, but the meal itself was not very tasty. The garlic butter seemed to be just butter and the rice it was served with had no flavor. I don't think it was worth the 20-something dollars I paid for it. \n\nLooking around the table it seemed as if most of my group felt the same. Most plates were unfinished. We passed up the dessert menu and left. \n\nI don't think I would go back, except maybe to hit just the bar as the bartender had an excellent (read: fairly heavy) pour.