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This originally appeared in my Weeknighter column for 7×7. 

A great bar is more than just a place to drink. It’s a secondary character in stories of romance, regret, radiance, and redemption that transpire nightly throughout every town in the world.The Edinburgh Castle is one of these great bars. It’s the kind of place where, on a random night you can meet the person you end up marrying. The kind of place where you can get your heart broken by one of life’s innumerable letdowns. It’s where you go to celebrate a momentous promotion and where you go to try to drink away the passing of a dear friend. Occasionally, The Edinburgh Castle is almost as important as the person who did the thing you’re telling the story about.

We were sitting there the other night–Jon, Jeremy and I catching up on the time that slips by while you’re busy trying to figure out what being “grown-up” is all about. We’d all lived together back in college in Santa Cruz, above Café Pergalesi, the coffee shop that birthed the Devil Makes Three, and a secondary character in it’s own right. A lot had changed since those Santa Cruz salad days: Jeremy is now married, Jon toured a lot with his successful band Judgement Day, and I was living this weird, pieced-together life that I’ve managed to carve out for myself. Truthfully, we could’ve been in any bar in the city, but something about our history together, the history of the bar, and our collective history within the bar made it all fit together like something grander than it was.

Edinburgh Castle isn’t much to look at (besides its huge size and its vaguely castle looking interior), I think Herb Caen even wrote skeptically about it’s sticky floors, but that’s probably part of what makes the bar great. There’s no pretension, no snobbery, no bartenders with fancy mustaches making drinks with previously unheard-of ingredients. There’s just good beer, good scotch, and the kind of soul a place can only attain after being in business for over 50 years. There was even a time where a good portion of San Francisco’s literary scene was anchored here. In the mid 90s, writers like Irvine Welsh, Bucky Sinister, and Beth Lisick turned the place into such a haven for readings and plays that the Chronicle called it a “Literary Fortress.”

Fifty years is a long time, and I’ve only been visiting the Castle for ten of them. But in those ten years, the dangling Scottish flag and the year-round Christmas lights that adorn the place have seen a lot of me. I’ve twice brought my yearly pub crawl to the Castle, had horrible first dates there, made out in one of the darkened corners, won the Tuesday pub quiz, and danced till I sweat through my clothes at Club 1964 – the 60s dance party that happens every other Wednesday. It’s also one of the first places someone told me they liked my work and bought me a drink because of it.

And nothing in particular happened that night other than Jon, Jeremy and I went to a concert and talked about the past and the possible future. But all that “nothing” that happened, happened at The Castle and we just added one more night to our decade-plus friendship with each other and the bar. Life goes in cycles but like a character in any story that often gets told, The Edinburgh Castle’s role just gets bigger with each telling.

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Stuart Schuffman, aka Broke-Ass Stuart, is a travel writer, poet, TV host, activist, and general shit-stirrer. His website is one of the most influential arts & culture sites in the San Francisco Bay Area and his freelance writing has been featured in Lonely Planet, Conde Nast Traveler, The Bold Italic, and too many other outlets to remember. His weekly column, Broke-Ass City, appears every other Thursday in the San Francisco Examiner. Stuart’s writing has been translated into four languages. In 2011 Stuart created and hosted the travel show Young, Broke, and Beautiful on IFC and in 2015 he ran for Mayor of San Francisco and got nearly 20k votes.

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  1. Anne Marie Moore
    January 14, 2016 at 2:48 pm

    Well done. The Castle is still one of my favorite week night drinking spots. Have seen Irvine Welsh read there several times & caught a few interesting bands up in that fire trap of a performance space. Maybe you could host a reading there sometime.

  2. Robert D. Karns
    January 14, 2016 at 3:54 pm

    Been going here for years. Saw Trainspotting the play upstairs before the movie came out. Has not changed a bit and still love it.

  3. musics
    January 14, 2016 at 8:55 pm

    Worked on lighting on that play…

  4. tyk
    January 16, 2016 at 1:15 am

    a guy i went to junior high with, his parents met at the Castle in the ’60s…. one thing for sure the break up and divorce rate is much lower if one meets their sweetheart over a greasy bag of fish & chips and sip of Scotch at the Edinburgh Castle Pub…