Do not be misled by the name. This is no flowery cafe serving macchiatos, rather a spit-and-sawdust local pub. It’s a verifiable piece of history, harking back to the area’s working class roots, where you can now find regulars of all stripes getting along like a house on fire. Which reminds us that this is one smokey drinking hole, but for those without any airs and graces, saddle up here for a hearty night to remember. And don’t forget some change for the jukebox.

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