Las Vegas turns 107 exactly one week from today.
In lieu of gifts, it simply asks that you make your way to the nearest and slinkiest cocktail cave to knock
back a highball in its honor.
You’re in luck: The Drinkingbird
, a tilted fedora of a retro watering hole, opens for business
that very day.
First, you’ll want to take a look around
. Actually, the first thing you’ll want to do is hoist a rum-laden
Royal Bermuda Yacht Club
. Then you’ll want to take that look. It’s a swanky little den—very
Dean Martin’s pad circa 1961. Think golden bucket chairs at the bar. Brass sconces. Smoky wallpaper that
Walt Disney designed himself. (Just imagine if his dream of Wallpaper: The Ride ever happened.)
Anyway, you’ll appreciate this place after a movie at Webster Place. The menu has Sands Hotel–inspired
options like pork rillette smeared on housemade challah with some beer-mustard bourbon butter (your
Sammy-ordering-rillettes-on-challah impression: legendary). Yet somehow, after watching Hulk smash... well,
a burger on a brioche bun and something cold from Revolution Brewing will be just fine.
And after you’re done discussing ScarJo’s various superpowers, you’ll retire to the pool table to wind
up the night with a game of eight ball. And in a couple of months, there will also be bridge and euchre
Correction: high-stakes euchre nights.
2201 N Clybourn Ave
Chicago, IL 60614