Rachael’s Café was, to quote Tom Hanks’ character in You’ve Got Mail, a “goddamn piazza,” a place “where people mingle and mix and be.” I could sit at a big table with a hot tea and do my work during the day or I could come listen to live music at night. There were scratch-made sweet and savory treats, gender-neutral restrooms, and a transgender owner-the eponymous Rachael-whose very presence behind the counter was a powerful statement of inclusivity. ![]() ![]() Whether it’s dancing with my wife in the labyrinthine Twist nightclub on Miami Beach, goofing off with my friends to the beat of “Anaconda” at New Beginnings in East Tennessee, or watching a drag show full of New Orleans queens at Wonderlust in Jackson, Mississippi, on a sultry summer night, there’s nothing quite like the liberating feeling of letting loose among fellow LGBT people.Īnd yet, when I think about where I have felt the most comfortable as a queer woman, it’s not a gay bar that leaps to mind but rather a queer café: the now-closed Rachael’s in Bloomington, Indiana. Some of the most memorable nights of my life have been spent in gay bars.
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