Tobacco shop. Deals in various other legal herbs on the side, to the holistic folks and the neo-pagans and the adepts. A hangout for all kinds of people on the occult side. Good music, good couches, nice atmosphere. Neutral ground, where palavers are held.
This is the Leaf. Big, open single room, with elevations and depressions. A small stage, a raised corner booth, large wooden chess tables, a repurposed pew, psychoanalyst’s couch, futon and bean bag chairs grouped around a large low table. Deep recliners in a shadowy corner down 3 steps. A vintage pinball machine next to a battered jukebox loaded with vinyl. Long, well-polished soda-shop bar, with a diverse stool collection. Various tables, booths, comfy chairs throughout. The fans, lights, beams and air ducts are low, but the ceiling itself is high, rising up in shadowy obscurity. The place started as a tobacco shop, with sidelines in herbs, incense and the like, but it’s got a liquor license too, and decent live blues, most Fridays. There’s a sign on the front door that says “Accorded Neutral Ground,” and any time someone asks about it, old Abner the manager says “if you needed to know, you wouldn’t have to ask.”