The Chaser - Chicago

11/19/09

Holiday Cheer, Thanksgiving's Near; Plus, Black Wednesday Bashes

Last night, on our way out of a make-your-own-purse party at a condo on North Lake Shore Drive, my friends Jenny and Melissa, and I asked the building's doorman for suggestions on nearby places to proceed with our evening.

“Walk that way and take a left,” he said, pointing toward Irving Park Road. “Then go a couple more blocks until you see a big glittery sign...

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11/12/09

When Facebook and Real Life Collide

A few months ago, I found myself enmeshed in a dispute with someone who had winked at me on match.com. When I checked out his profile and saw I was one year older than the upper limit of his preferred age range (though he and I are the exact same age), I couldn’t refrain from asking why he had bothered reaching out to a senior citizen. “Women in their 20s are just easier,” he snipped...

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11/05/09

The Other Pitchfork

I’ve been craving two things since the chill set in: good bourbon (as a native Kentuckian, it takes me home) and irresistible bread pudding. When I heard a new bar in Albany Park was combining both in one seemingly made-for-me item, I wasted no time in grabbing a pair of tagalongs—my sister Liv and my friend Jenny—and heading north...

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10/29/09

Points South: Modest Jackpots, Savvy Pickups

I’ve spent a good chunk of my eight years in Chicago chillin' in 60614, but last week I was lured outside of its bounds for two adventures with only these directions in common: Take Lake Shore Drive south.

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10/22/09

Elk, Yuppies, and Decades of Dirt: Looking for a Good Scare in Chicago Bars

In anticipation of the upcoming Halloween festivities, I spent last Saturday trying to scare myself silly, with varying results. First up: Braving River North’s District Bar under strange and unusual circumstances. District is usually a see-and-be-seen kind of place, with a mix of youngish guys and girls watching...

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10/15/09

Drinking Like a Mad Woman

Do you ever put down the remote after the latest DVR'd episode of Mad Men and think, “I could use a drink?” I do, especially after this week’s installment, in which Don Draper proved yet again that unforgivable cads can brood and charm their way out of anything. After a quick glance at AMC’s Mad Men Cocktail Guide for reference, I texted my friend Tim to...

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10/08/09

Rebar Relapse: Ben Stiller, infant barflies, and other adventures in drinking with my brother

On Tuesday night—right after we finished stalking Ben Stiller, who was filming a scene for Little Fockers at the intersection of Wrightwood and Dayton—my brother, Lee, and I headed to Rebar at the Trump for a media tasting of the lounge's new fall cocktail menu. I’ve been cheating on Rebar with...

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10/01/09

See and Be Cedar

For weeks I had been driving by The Cedar Hotel (1112 N. State St.; 312-944-1112), giving the crowd the once-over and wondering if the vibe was still as rowdy as in the days of Melvin B’s. When Sunday looked like the last patio-friendly weather we’d have for a while—and even then it was iffy—my friend Kelli and I headed over for a farewell-to-September brew...

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09/24/09

Nine Questions for the New Chaser

Nightlifers, meet Amalie Drury (less like "ah-ma-LEE," the fictional Frenchie; more like "Emily," with a Kentucky accent). Once you've mastered the Southernese, say hello if you see our new girl-about-town—a Louisville native and longtime CS vet—on the scene. She'll be scouting the city's best spots to drink and people watch, not necessarily in that order, then reporting on it Thursdays here in The Chaser. We asked Amalie a few questions to break the ice...

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07/30/09

Last Call

Just as I was getting comfortable on my stool, the bar closed: This is my last post as The Chaser. I'm moving down South this weekend—following Mr. Chaser to graduate school—and will be, with a mixture of sadness and excitement, trading the Matchbox’s Manhattans (ah, bourbon-soaked cherries!) for something likely involving sweet-tea vodka. I leave you with a list of the bars I’ll be pining for and...

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