I spent over a decade behind a bar and someone with a book in front of them was almost certainly a lesser headache and a greater tipper than those without. Not once did I ever have reason to take issue with someone because they pulled out a book.

I don’t remember if the bar name is the same but I think it was at Hotel Sorrento. I went a few times and it was a nice change of pace, plus once the reading stretch ended you were among like-minded folks.

Not helpful in this case but I lived in Seattle for a minute and there was a bar there that did monthly reading nights. $5 drinks. Sort of surprised no place has picked that up here.

A class with Bluebike on the Pike will get your heart rate up.

The least chill dread I've ever seen.