stay awhile
I like pubs – dark, wooden places are best – not just for the excellent refreshment that is usually on offer, but because of the stories within. Usually these are only hinted at, maybe becoming a little more clear if you take time to really absorb the surroundings, hang around to pick up some of the lore from the regulars. The local history is more felt than heard, or seen.
But this was a nice little surprise to come across at the Churchill Arms in downtown Charlottetown. I liked that place when we’d dropped in last year for a curry and beer, and finding this ode to a friend at another table this time around helped to seal the deal.