Another day, another happy hour!
Let's be honest, I like cheap drinks. Really, who doesn't? I ordered a delish Raspberry Hoegaarden which came in a HUGE and very heavy goblet. I really kept thinking of what excuses I would make when I accidentally dropped it. Which, if you know me, it wouldn't surprise you. Thankfully it didn't come to that and I decided it was my new pimp cup!
We also ordered some Buffalo Chicken Dip. If anyone knows anyone who's been to a house party, you know that's a big prerequisite. This dip left a lot to be desired. We kept trying to figure out what the weird taste was. My friend was convinced it was spaghetti sauce. That is like the ultimate sin to Buffalo dip! It was then that it became clear to me why this is still a smoking bar...
Food sucks, so this is why it's still a smoking bar. This brings me to that one super duper big negative in my book. I wish they'd just make all bars in the burgh nonsmoking. I hate coming home smelling like I personally smoked a pack.. Just thinking of it grosses me out!
When my check came and it was in still in the single dollar range I was a very happy girl! The service was good and the atmosphere is actually pretty cool. It used to be a bank so it looks tiny from the front but it's actually a lot bigger once you're inside. On the South Side you've really got to work hard to make your spot a destination in the plethora of other bars. I say, so so....