On Friday night, the bar formerly known as Krem celebrated its reintroduction as Dream with Cirque du Dream, a grand-opening party stocked with acrobats, contortionists, and plenty of good, old-fashioned drinking. Although the spot got a makeover courtesy of its new owners, the folks behind…
The bad news: Summer’s unofficial halfway point, the Fourth of July, has come and gone. The good news: Counting Labor Day, we’ve still got nine weekends of summer drinking to go. The Chaser, for one, plans to make every sip count. Here, the top five bars on my to-drink list—from a few old standbys I’ve yet to see this season to a couple of newbies that deserve another visit:
Talk about a view: On Saturday, our photographer headed up to the new 16th-floor Terrace at Trump to snap folks sipping drinks in the shadow of the Navy Pier fireworks. Suddenly our back porch doesn’t look so chic.
It takes guts to start a business anytime—not to mention in this economy, in a location with a less-than-hopeful track record. So, I had my fingers crossed for 6 Degrees, housed in the Bucktown address that’s greeted and bid farewell to Darwin’s, Chinaski’s, and Whiskey Road. I swung by a little before…
Like Hopleaf, But With More Wine
After a long negotiation, Michael Roper of Hopleaf (5148 N. Clark St.; 773-334-9851) has purchased the La Donna (5146 N. Clark St.; 773-561-9400) property next door to his Andersonville beer haven, which he will turn into a charcuterie/wine-oriented spot with a wood-burning grill. “It’s going to be more straightforward grilled fish and meat and…
Super-sized food has invaded our stadiums. Will monster pretzels and two-foot meatball sandwiches win over the baseball junkies?
On Saturday our photographer headed to Wicker Park for the second annual Queer Prom, Subterranean’s contribution to a jam-packed Pride Weekend lineup. This year’s theme, Under the Sea, was straight out of the high-school yearbook but came with a musical headliner—the bluesy art rocker Miss Derringer—way cooler than anything we slow danced to as gawky teens.
It’s a shame it’s taken Chicago so long to realize our skyline is begging for more rooftop bars. For years we’ve had little more than the few-stories-tall Rock Bottom, Plymouth, Citizen, and Twisted Spoke to keep us in the sunshine. But the rash of way-up-there openings in the last year—including C-View, Roof, and, as of today, the Terrace at Trump—has all but erased my memories of summers spent slumming on…
BTW, It’s Slang for “Butter”
Zebda (4344 N. Elston Ave.; 773-545-7000), a new Mediterranean-influenced takeout deli/caterer from Katie Garcia (Mundial Cocina Mestiza) and Mohammed Djeddour (Tassili), opened last week. “We’re doing really interesting sandwiches and soups and things to go,” says Garcia, who met Djeddour working at the Ritz-Carlton years ago. “Trying to keep ethnic but…
Despite a struggling economy and a postweekend time slot, the Monday-night DJ series Rehab—newly relocated to Wicker Park’s Debonair Social Club from the nearby Evil Olive—was elbow-to-gyrating-elbow for last week’s turntable lineup, aptly dubbed “I Can’t Stop Dancing!” Get your groove on tonight when J2K of Flosstradamus (one of Chicago mag’s 2008 singles…
