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