In the town where Edgar Allan Poe found his footing as an author, you can find all kinds of tributes to him: the house where he lived, statues, his graves (there are two), a marker noting where he died. And you can toast the great poet at a variety of local establishments.
The Horse You Came In On claims his ghost is still there. Apropoe’s, a restaurant at the Marriott in Harbor East, pays tribute in its name.
But the place that best captures the spirit of the master of the macabre (IMHO) is a little corner tavern in Canton. Though it’s named for Eddie’s last known poem, a romantic song of sadness and longing, Annabel Lee Tavern, is more about happiness and belonging.
But the decorations will remind you of Mr. Poe: quotations on the wall, paintings, colors…
And though the menu is more Chesapeake than House of Usher inspired (thank goodness), there are reminders on the dessert and cocktail list: Edgar Allan Pate (chocolate pate), The Raven, Mesmeric Revelation.
Mostly Annabel Lee is a good old fashioned Baltimore spot, a neighborhood tavern squeezed into a narrow row house on a narrow street. Filled with friendly people and the smell of good food, I always look forward to a visit here.
And you know when is a good time to visit? On Edgar’s birthday, January 19.
Happy birthday, Mr. Poe.
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Mary K. Tilghman
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