Admittedly, we don't go out to Canton much to do our imbibing--something about it, you know, being Canton. So, the Yellow Dog, a little ways off the main neighborhood drags, was a nice surprise and, dare say, a good reason to make the haul out to its far east-side digs. The room itself is a well-polished corner bar that's classy in a way that's not overbearing or ostentatious--we felt just fine in ratty bike clothes lounging about with a bottle of Water Gap Wheat (it was the monthly special and worth at least its $5 price tag). The food is excellent--our buddy's chicken sandwich was done with the neat twist of slicing and stacking the breast rather than serving a big chunk; the spinach dip tasted like actual spinach and not a bowl of cheese. The service was just fine--attentive and about as friendly as you can expect for showing up near closing time (unfortunately, it's 11 p.m. on weeknights). Not much doing on the music--a widely scattered satellite station it sounded like--but it's not a very music-y kind of place. One of the best things were the prices--the spinach dip was $5 and we couldn't finish it, Yuengling and Heineken are both $3, and better beers run $5, which is average for a somewhat spiffy joint. A dollar off happy hour 5-7 p.m. and after 9 Tuesday through Friday even makes the Yellow Dog a bit of a bargain.