The one thing that's inevitable this Memorial Day Weekend and beyond: day-drinking. The one thing that's preventable: hangovers. You know, those things that make seeing lights or hearing sounds unbearable? Skip all that by taking an Over EZ before or during your drinking. Then go eat brunch or something.
Tomorrow night, head to Foxy Ed's, that whiskey-filled saloon inside the Chicago Athletic Association Hotel, for an evening of gratis spaghetti while watching Clint Eastwood get all squinty-eyed in the Western classic For a Few Dollars More. They're calling it "Spaghetti Western Night." You see what they did there.
In today’s River North Rooftop Openings, we have Bounce Sporting Club with a new 1,500-square-foot space for people who love rooftops, sports and imbibing things. Recline on plush couches with upholstery made from vintage sports gear. Eat some chicken wings. Generally be on a roof.
Randolph Street Market launches this weekend with its Garden Party kick-off bash in the West Loop. You'll be showered with rose petals by drag queens upon arrival before you meander around searching for the perfect vintage bowls and ottomans. Repeat: bowls, ottomans and drag queens.
It wouldn’t be Memorial Day Weekend without some red, white and blue frozen piña coladas, rooftop views and hot dogs with all the fixings. Joy District will be serving up all three and more at their rooftop party. Which is on Sunday. Which reminds you that Monday doesn't exist next week.
And come Monday, you'll get your NOLA fix with a crawfish boil at Fifolet Cajun in Wicker Park, where you'll listen to a live brass band while feasting upon corn and freshwater crustaceans. Tickets will also get you a gratis first pour of Abita. Yay, Southern hospitality.
Oh, and if you call them correctly, it lets you win real money, too. HBO's flaccid new adaptation of the classic Ray Bradbury novel, Fahrenheit 451, begs the question: does Fahrenheit 451 even matter, anymore? Last but not least, we should talk about "brie-ing." Apparently, it's this new trend where bougie middle-aged women stuff ecstasy into wheels of brie...
