Last week, Gemma and I wandered down to Uncle Joe’s Mess Hall on King Street for a little workday lunch. Uncle Joe’s has had a bad rap in recent times, but we wanted to see for ourselves what the fuss was about. Gem and I both enjoyed a mix of the three salads that were available, in the peace and virtual solitude of Uncle Joe’s little corner at the end of an alley off the quiet end of King Street. Despite the controversy, I dug the decor and the general vibe, and lunch was pleasant enough. Good job Joe, I’ll be back.