Nothing but great experiences each time I've visited The Roosevelt. I stopped in the other night with some friends and it was no exception. The house was packed, the beer was flowing, and the dimly lit nooks and crannies each held their own conversations. it's a magical time of night.
There is still not enough seating (I am always the one to stand as I'm the tallest) and you will be banished to Dante's seventh level of hell if you attempt (you will be stopped) to swipe a chair from the bar.
The beer and wine selection is usually provoking. The North Coast stuff is always a comfortable starter, but I also love seeing what's on the rotating tap, and it's almost always good.