Bluebloods, take note. Cincy is awash in noble connections — from czars to kings, lords to ladies, dukes to sovereigns, a countess here, a princess there, even a mad monarch or two.

And we don’t mean to sound imperial about this, but from where we sit — on a throne, natch — the city clearly lives up to its illustrious nickname.

We can actually thank the poet Henry Wadsworth Longfellow for our Queen City moniker. He penned “Catawba Wine” to memorialize the city’s vineyards; the last stanza describes Cincinnati as “the Queen of the West.” The expression took hold.

In the years since, the Queen City has had plenty of opportunities to revel in all things royal:

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