Double A in River North—Chicago magazine bar review
Finagling our way into Chicago’s most exclusive new hot spot
Finagling our way into Chicago’s most exclusive new hot spot
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There’s a competition for everything, I guess—ugliest dog, extreme ironing, worm charming—but it never crossed my mind that somewhere, some people are going head-to-head over beer pouring. Tonight, that somewhere is Chicago, as the St. Patrick’s Day festivities swing into action and Guinness brewmaster Fergal Murray presides over a “pour the perfect pint” competition at Grace O’Malley’s in the South Loop…
”I wanted to do a little gourmet bagel shop that would utilize all these unique cream cheeses I came up with,” says Dion Antic, a partner at Wicker Park’s new bagel place. Cream cheese flavored with white truffle oil and pine nuts or with horseradish, Cheddar, and dill may sound gimmicky, but BoD also shakes … Read more
Bruce Finkelman and Peter Toalson, the masterminds behind Empty Bottle and Bite Cafe, give the gastropub a new spin at this trifecta restaurant, bar, and inn—and tackle all three with tenacious attention to quality. The executive chef, Jared Wentworth, offers the familiar (sloppy Joe, Kobe burger), as well as what some might consider the more … Read more
“Start with our fries,” says Brendan Sodikoff, Gilt Bar’s young owner. Sodikoff claims he spent two months trying every potato, every technique, every salt, and every seasoning before he “got there.” His fries set the philosophy for his River North restaurant, which he describes as “simple American food at popular prices”: Take something as basic … Read more
The Wanderer
Via Italy, Scotland, London, Northern Ireland, a cruise ship, and the line at Charlie Trotter’s, the peripatetic Isacco Vitali arrives in the western suburbs at Isacco Kitchen (210 Cedar St., St. Charles; 630-444-0202), which opened at…
From bikinis to animal costumes, attire ran the gamut Saturday at Kirkwood‘s second annual Polar Bear Party. Some folks seized the opportunity to strip to their swimsuits for an invigorating hot-tub dip in the bar’s beer garden; others bundled up in fake fur and watched the festivities from dry land. Our photographer captured both camps; browse the photos…
This time last year, I donned a sequined dress and went to two over-the-top Oscar viewing parties: a Moet shindig featuring gold-body-painted champagne girls, and the Center on Halsted’s red-carpet bash. When I got home, I had no idea who won what and had to look it all up on TMZ.
I’ve already gone out a lot this week, so this year, I’m kind of hoping some friend will pop out of the woodwork and invite me over to…
Anyone who follows my Twitter or Facebook feeds (sorry, what an unbearable thing to write—and worse, to link to) may remember that I lost my Little Red Wallet last Saturday night. It contained an Illinois driver’s license featuring a particularly fetching photo of yours truly, my CTA Chicago Card Plus, and my Art Institute press pass—among other things. Please let me know if…