I went to the Cittie of York first time I was in the City (many, many years ago) and remember thinking "this platonic ideal of the cosy, perfect English pub I'v

I went to the Cittie of York first time I was in the City (many, many years ago) and remember thinking "this platonic ideal of the cosy, perfect English pub I've been told about my whole life...it's fucking real". Good times.