Sipping a Pint with Pipe and Book in Albany, California
Timeworn, cozy, and steeped in the scent of yellowing newspapers, entering tthe Pub is just like walking into someone’s living room. What was once a family home north of Berkeley is now a beloved local haunt filled with rough-hewn wooden tables, creaky, scuffed-up armchairs, a crackling fireplace, and multiple chess sets. Slurp delicious English-style ales as you ogle an array of fragrant rolling tobacco in such chocolate browns and wheat field golds to make even the uninitiated long for a drag. Roll your own cigarette for forty cents, buy a corn-cob pipe, drink a cold one over a heated game of Scrabble—just don’t forget your tweed jacket with the elbow patches.