Oh yeah, that's what we need: A special designation to allow the most flammable part of the city to go up in smoke. And make it impossible to breathe because the whole freakin place would smell like cigars.
So disappointing. We went there for drinks one night. As we were sipping, we noticed that the glasses on display behind the bar were uniformly dirty. Our bartender heard us comment on it, and assured us that she had wiped our glasses clean before pouring anything into them. The bartender KNOWS the glasses are always gross????? We have not been back.
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