|Black Cat Bar & Cafe|
Opened: October 2002
The Black Cat Cafe certainly sounds like it was something more than your typical pool-and-karaoke lesbian bar. Definitely the kind of off-beat place I wish I could have visited. But what's with all those bras hanging from the ceiling?!? Here is some of the passionate customer praise from yelp.com:
ALSO, their new restaurant that is connected Humble Pie is AWESOME. They have nummie treats like home made tater totes!
This is the regular stomping ground for my sister and her friends so I go occasionally and join in on their fun. I love this place and love the ladies who own it. Being a "lesbian" bar has no affect on those who decide to go party here, you can party here and be treated equally regardless of your sexual preference, age, gender or other distinguishing characters or your person.
April 2009: Bras decorate the ceiling in this small cozy place where all kinds of people converge (unlike other bars). It can get crowded depending on the event. They have good 'ol Pabst Blue Ribbon on tap. Good service and great wide selection on the juke box.
May 2009: Great little spot for a cocktail ! Wine needs improving. But we'll forgive that for friendly upbeat bar maidens! Great hangout spot. Love the bras hanging from the ceiling - especially the ones which are autographed or have funny things written on them - CLEVER !!! And love the black cat figurines in honor of Toto the cat the bar is named for. purr purr purr
June 2009: This is a great place. Every time I visit home I have to stop at the Black Cat. It is one of my favorite small bars. The bartenders are awesome, the people are nice, and the decor is fantastic. There are bands on the weekend and everyone is so damn friendly. Step outside for a smoke and enjoy the beautiful night sky and landscape. This is a must visit bar if you're in the area.
October 2009: And so it was scribed, there would be but one Bar to enjoy the swilling of godly nectars. Here, it was written, that the resting place of Prometheus' fire would be protected and celebrated for many eons. Sojourners would come and go, heeding on the command of the daily ebb and flow; yet, when the sun hid its cowardly face, and the freakish night began its howl, the pilgrimage of the enlightened freaks commences: a journey to the sacred pub.
Arise ye freaks! take up your oddities as sabers. Embrace your aberrations and move swiftly - to the Black Cat we ride, on ghoulish clouds we soar!
Thug love to the Black Cat