[Insert pun about spirits here] Ghosts seem to like bars—they may be dead(-ish), but they're not stupid. In honor of All Hallows' Eve, here is a partial roster of their local hangouts, complete with haunting details. Honorable mention goes to the Comet on Capitol Hill and Two Bells in Belltown, each of which has a bar stool that is allegedly filled with the cremains of an actual dead person—at the Comet, look for the brass plaque on the bar that says "ETHEL."
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