Nestled comfortably at 1510 North Saddle Creek Rd., The Homy Inn is just east of that disfigured-octopus-of-an-intersection midtown drivers have come to love. And much like that horrid roundabout, The Homy is here to stay. And that’s a good thing. The bar has served generations of families, has long been a great after-work, happy-hour type place, has a varied and distinguished selection of beers and the toastiest warm peanuts (served in a dog dish no less) this side of the Missouri River. Much like the historical newspapers and colorful knick-knacks adorning the bar, The Homy is home to millions of memories, serving as the kind of bar that can accommodate old friends out for a chat, as well as the party-down, fun-time drinkers. The jukebox isn’t half bad, and with Golden Tee and Big Buck Hunter machines and a large TV, there’s always an engaging activity to be had when the chit-chat turns idle. If you’re reading this, chances are you’ve tipped back a drink or two in The Homy’s intimate confines. It’s one of those worst kept secrets everybody knows about (and most have a decent story or two set at The Homy). It’s known nationwide for its champagne on tap, available by the pitcher or flute. Esquire Magazine called The Homy one of The Best 50 Bars in The U.S., and not surprisingly The Homy was the only bar in Nebraska named in Esquire’s prestigious list. The Homy was opened in 1956 by the Finkle family. Current owner Terry Finkle bought out his father to become the new owner in 1985. “I think what makes The Homy special is the people, the place itself, you know all the vintage stuff,” Finkle says. “It’s definitely one of the most unique places in town and our champagne on tap is now known countrywide. Plus we’ve got affordable prices. There’s just no place like The Homy.” You can’t argue with that, there truly is no place like The Homy Inn. With the weather taking a chilly edge, the bar offers the perfect cozy night respite. Hold court at one of the round tables, melt into the wall at one of the comfy booths (decorated in part with old baseball cards featuring some first-rate mustaches) or pony up to the bar and talk politics, sports or whatever the subject of the day might be with The Homy’s devoted regulars.