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Moonshine
Thursday, April 27, 2006
How times have changed in Wicker Park...
This bar is lit with infernal red lighting. It's noisy and crowded with people who are out to look good and pay too much for crappy drinks and poor service. Our waitress didn't think they had any whiskey, because she clearly didn't know what whiskey was. She did have a short skirt, though. Since we could see the bottle of Jameson at the bar, we asked for that. She said she didn't think they had it. We said we could see it, and pointed. She said "Oh, you mean Jame-O?" We said "We'll have the Jameson, please."
This is the type of place where people go to have stupid combinations of sweet things mixed into shooters so that they can get loaded without having to taste alcohol. The drinks are served in carefully crafted mason jar mugs, presumably to justify the name of the establishment. Just thinking about this place makes me mildly annoyed.
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