Big, boisterous, congenial -- this new eating-and-meeting spot in the midst of the Rue Crescent hubbub is all of that. The owner, David McMillan (who is also boisterous and congenial himself), also owns similar resto-bars Buona Notte and Globe on St-Laurent, among other trendy enterprises. He seems to have discovered a bottomless source of dishy girls and hunky boys to comprise the staffs of all of these places. The staffs are very friendly, and good enough at their tasks. They attend to throngs of people who look like they spend most of their evenings in places like this, including the beefy guys at the long bar who could be on a casting call for The Sopranos: North. Out front is an active terrace; inside, patrons draw leather-sling chairs up to the ranks of bare tables. Food is of the updated bistro style, including such dishes as an appetizer of thinly sliced roast rabbit with leek rémoulade and a guinea hen confit with apples and savoy cabbage. None of the food is too complicated, and most of it is tasty. After 8pm, the lights go down and the decibel level shoots up.