People-Watching at the Mount Royal Tavern in Baltimore, MD
You swear you’ve stepped into a David Allan Coe song, “… where bikers stare at cowboys who are laughing at the hippies …” Two burly men in biker’s leather sit beneath the TV tuned to PBS, discussing Wagner. A distinguished looking fellow in a wool suit puffs on his pipe in the corner, buried behind a Wall Street Journal. An artist at the end of the bar is busy sketching the tattooed bartender as she pulls the tap. Iggy Pop finishes his turn on the jukebox and makes way for Frank Sinatra. “A lot to take in,” you think as you pull up a stool and order a Natty-Bo. You stretch your neck back, making yourself comfortable. That’s when you notice it – the ceiling - the thing that’s made this place famous all over Baltimore (besides its customers): Adam reaching out to touch the hand of God. From corner to corner, the ceiling is a replica of the Sistine Chapel.