I’m spoiled. From my apartment, I’m a seven minute walk to Roberta’s.
Walking on the corner of Moore St. and Bogart, you could easily miss its entrance. The height of the building is just ~20 feet, its steel grey door splattered randomly and chaotically with stickers. Above it sits a red sign that reads, simply, “Roberta’s.” The unassuming facade disappears when you walk in, as you’re immediately greeted by a stark red curtain accented with the same color and copy that appears on the banner outside. You would think you were walking into a Broadway show.
I’ve had the pleasure of walking thru those curtains many times for dinners and brunches, or just a “fro drank” with a friend. Each time I find something that captures my attention.
This time, it was a logo-kissed, red wooden box in the bar’s outside area.

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