A live Balkan brass band brings a frenetic enthusiasm to evening dining. Even eating a platter of pickles becomes thrilling. Heck, everything’s more fun with a trilling trumpet soundtrack. The eclectic Parkdale room—filled with a mix Soviet tchotchkes and religious icons—makes for the perfect backdrop to eat your weight in pierogis, which is actually possible on All You Can Eat Pierogi Sundays. After supper, the place turns even more raucous, aided in part by the lengthy list of rakija (Balkan fruit brandy). Avoid the plum stuff (it tastes like rubbing alcohol), and limit yourself to one order of the cherry brandy—it goes down too easy.