I rolled into the House around...

I rolled into the House around 5pm on a recent weeknight, grabbed a beer, tipped the cute dancer on the stage, and headed up the stairs to a table. Soon the dancer finished and made her rounds, and, when she came to me, asked if I wanted a dance. I got two; they were very, very good, with lots of mutual hands-on action.

So: dances are happening still. Beers are still very cheap during happy hour. The club's renovation is still not finished, but what's there works just fine.

The dancer's name was Kenya. She gets my highest recommendation.