|Must be the right door|
Bellevue, NE 68147-2222
Yeah, I know, this technically isn't a "dive bar". But, they do have fried food (on Friday during lent) and cheap drinks. And, where else can you go (within my price range) and get to use the words “cultural” (or “society” for that matter?)? Since this isn’t a bar, I can’t really give it a DIVE-O-METER number…but this is a great place to come for a good old “hunky” good time.
First Impressions: The “Society” is as non-decrepit as you can get. It's an old building with the sign that says "Entrance" above one of the doors. I’m pretty sure there are no windows anywhere, but open the door at 4:30 on a Friday afternoon during Lent, and the smell of fried fish will let you know you are indeed in the right place.
|Ready to bust your chops|
The Crowd: Everything from young families with babies, to old (as we would say in Pittsburgh) “Studdabubbas” who will knock your ass over if you dare get in their way as they go to fill their try up with fish and macaroni and cheese. Nice people, friendly people, but make no doubt; they are here to eat some fried fish, so keep the small-talk to a minimum.
|Do not get in their way|
Prices: Like I said earlier, all drinks are $2…works for me. Dinner will set you back $7 (I think) and other than that, the only thing you really need to spend money on are strip tickets (aka “pickles”) and the always great “Meat Wheel”…more on that in a bit.
Food: As close to homemade as you can get. It’s fried fish, either you like a good fish fry (in that case this place is for you)….or you don’t.
|The Meat Wheel!|
Restrooms: Fine enough. What you would expect from a building with no windows that has a fish fry. More or less like the restroom you would find in an elementary school that was build in 1953.
|Looks fine to me|
How Far Did My $20 Go: For less that twenty bucks, you can buy yourself a huge dinner (complete with dessert) and six beers...with a dollar left over for four chances on the meat wheel, that’s what I call a great deal.
Final Impressions: A Friday fish fry seems to be a dying art these days…especially in a cool old setting like this. Even if you’re not a huge fan of fish, why not give it a try? What’s the worst that can happen, you have a few cheap drinks and you walk out with 10 pounds of meat from the Meat Wheel. And ladies I ask you, where else you can go to have a drink or two and meet a guy who literally is walking around with a five pound salami?
HIT THIS FRY!
|Friday night fish fry!!|