The Bar

I had not been to The Bar in more than a decade, I’m sure, before I stopped in for a drink after work this past summer. Place looked about the same, but smelled a lot cleaner. Plus $ 2 beer specials on bud products (which s includes Stella, who knew?).
The bartender was very outgoing & nice as were all the twenty-​somethings making there way in to play bucketball (yeah I’d never seen/​heard of it either — think beer pong with 5 gal buckets & mini basketballs).
While this probably won’t be a regular haunt for me since I feel a bit old & out of place here anymore, it was fun to go back & see that The Bar is still taking it easy for all us sinners :-)

Chill spot. Super cheap drinks in comparison to other places downtown.
It says you have to have a longer review or or doesn’t count so I’m just gonna fill this area with randomness until it lets me post it. Yep. That’s enough. If you’re thinking about going out… make it a bar night.

American as shit. Best bar in Lincoln. Ask for the camtimamerica drink

Best place in Lincoln for some day drinking, Tuesday night shenanigans, or a game day primer. I even recommend sitting in the garden in the middle of winter with a few fellow ‘polar bears.’

If you didn’t go the University of Nebraska (in the last 10 years), you’ve probably never heard of The Bar. It’s changed a bit through change in ownership, but it’s the prime location for the UNL college bar experience. It has a the best beer garden in Lincoln, so be sure to check this place out during warmer days. It’s a place where everyone knows each other, so you may feel out of place… But if you’re a young-​working professional who wants to relive the glory days, stop in for a pint. Prices are moderate, and cheap compared to larger cities. It’s not your typical Affliction-​dbag crowd, be prepared to see lots of fratdaddies in Polo and girls in dresses. Try a Glove or a Mondale, they’re fantastic.

A number of local hot-​shots were here on my last visit. It was the night of a Husker victory, and a friend of mine had dragged out of my hole-​in-​the-​wall bar to accompany him to The Bar. The line was long and cold, but the clientele was hot… it appeared that most of the women had freshly bleached their hair, just for their night at The Bar. These are the women of the Big XII.
I situated myself at a stool by the pool table, my eyes on the hottest girl in the bar, waiting for her to come talk to me… but then what should happen but she is approached by the middle linebacker for the Bucs and falls headlong into conversation. An urge to drink surged up in me, but luckily the bar was too crowded and so I sat patiently and received several old friends for conversation.
My advice is to get out of here before last call, because things can get sloppy. I only come here twice a year… if I knew this place any better, I would probably rate it much lower.