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Request For Intel: Is There One Goddamn Place In This City Where You Can Still Drink Coffee And Smoke Cigarettes?

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No? Really?

In the midst of a lazy Sunday 1990s reverie yesterday, it hit us: Thanks to a local smoking ban and the generalized casting-out of smokers that has been happening globally for at least a decade now, it may well be that there is no place in town that is not a private residence where one can do pretty much the only thing so many of us did in the 1990s — drink coffee and smoke cigarettes. Now, yes, we know, health and staying alive and the rest of it, but do you mean to tell me that we’re about to be a city with two casinos but not a single coffee shop or diner where one can smoke one’s head off and get jangled on coffee while reading/writing/talking? Not one? And how has no enterprising young coffee entrepreneur found a loophole to capitalize on this? Please, Philebrity readers: Enlighten us.

This entry was posted on Monday, February 25th, 2013 at 12:33 pm.

  • http://twitter.com/Lance_Ducotte Lance Ducotte

    outdoor seating and parks don’t count, right?

  • http://www.facebook.com/sarahbbanh Sarah Bryson Banh

    This is pretty much all I’ve wanted to do lately.

  • PlaidArmour

    Its 2013. Not 1993. How can you hate on some of these politicians and townies for being “old school” but somehow an unhealthy habit should be accepted on terms of lousy nostalgia.

  • bruhinb

    In your car, outside Wawa in Mt. Airy.

  • social smoker

    Step 1: buy a smoking (euphemism “neighborhood”) bar;
    Step 2: buy a coffee machine;
    Step 3: spread checked table cloth; invite iggy pop and tom waits.

  • philebrity

    I hear the long whine of recent history you’re laying down here, really I do. But what I am saying is CAN’T THERE BE ONE PLACE LEFT? Just for historical reference, even?

  • Jayfar

    Not for long, I’m sure, if we follow NYC’s example of banning smoking in public parks.

  • philebrity

    This has Bonnie’s Capistrano written all over it.

  • http://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=703441650 Michael McGettigan

    Grace Tavern and La Colombe held out for a while.. but because they became the ONLY places where you (er, one) could smoke, it became such a concentrated practice that you would open the door and a chunk of smoke would tumble out and turn your shoelaces yellow before it was possible to even spot a table to hemorrhage at.
    Perhaps if a Steven Starr-like figure
    did it, he could afford a venting system to stave off staff lawsuits and etc.

  • http://twitter.com/chuckt808 Chuck

    You could go to Green Eggs or B2 and get your coffee and then go to Bonnie’s and buy a beer you won’t drink. Does McGlinchey’s not serve coffee? They’ve already got the booths. (Also, Bonnie’s was on the market there for a while after Bonnie died. I guess you missed your chance.)