"In this town, when people say they’re going out, they often mean to their neighborhood bar. Somehow, Meetinghouse in Old Richmond has become everyone’s local watering hole—even if they live in Point Breeze. You might go Guinness-for-Guinness with a restaurant owner, rambling in cursive about impossible employees (or impossible guests), or squeeze in between neighbors enjoying roast beef sandwiches and whatever game is on TV. On busy weekends, it feels like the "everyone fits in” atmosphere has been taken as a city-wide dare. But it makes no difference to us. We’re on our third mystery wine—the Meetinghouse signature—and the Phillies are on." - alison kessler, candis mclean