A bar hop without the Uber bill. An extrovert’s version of a comfy hoodie. A place where friends and family gather for a good time.
To visit the Montford Drive neighborhood — dotted with bars, restaurants and assorted establishments, some of which have been around since the 1960s — is to step into Charlotte’s last vintage social hub, a living anthology of experience.
Each table, each stool, each spirited exchange between barkeep and guest becomes part of a collective verse. It’s a passage beyond simple consumption into communal ritual, a place where the clink of glasses echoes like applause at a well-staged play.
In this regard, Montford Drive is Charlotte’s Brigadoon, hiding in plain sight and revealing itself only to those out seeking revelry and good times…