Stone Roses Bar
Vintage clothing, Rockabilly quiffs, a muffled stereo blasting The Jam and a day's wage spent on a Friday night of debauchery. It's either the party we missed out on or the one we dearly miss. As we walk into the Stone Roses Bar, our eyes are greeted with wonderful imagery of Paul Weller and The Beatles. We sip at a very reasonably priced spirit and mixer and admire. It's rare to feel that an establishment fully captured their desired outcome. Tables plastered with LP's and a Vespa overlooking the stairs make it difficult to imagine you'd have it any other way though.
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