Testimonials:

Every Friday afternoon, after we're done with our classes, we like to unwind and commiserate with our cohorts. We also look forward to meeting with our contemporaries who work at other educational institutions.

I have had some of the best times at the Levee. Especially when Motown is playing.

Best bar around. Good people & excellent service.

"How did you end up here with two such gorgeous women?"

How can you not love a place where a man is capable of calling you gorgeous without being crass about it, even if the man in question is pushing seventy? After that charming introduction, he went on to regale us with tales of his wife (also a librarian like myself and my female friend, obviously this man has a type,), his eleventy billion boats and his grandchildren. Typical bar conversation, to be sure, but the gorgeous deco bar and obvious history the place is steeped in elevated this simple interaction into a sort of tipsy poetry.

Further, how could I not love a bar where the patrons continually make me laugh until I snort? ("Oh, that laugh! Marry me, please!" "Isn't one librarian wife enough?" "Yeah, you're probably right.") For a introverted misanthrope, there's nothing more hard to find or sought after than a refuge where I can think, for even a little while, that this whole human race thing ain't so bad.