There are still some places where you can sit outside and have a smoke with your dinner, if that’s your bag, but what about reliving the glory days? Food and drink and a pack of Parliaments — inside? I’m not going to inquire too closely into how they sidestep the anti-smoking laws, but you can, occasionally, still enjoy a plate of papas fritas and grilled calamari while sucking on that cancer stick in Ceviche St. Pete’s downstairs club. Don’t tell anyone.
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This article appears in Sep 13-19, 2006.