Summer may be over, but at least you can still enjoy the soundtrack. The British duo behind "That's Not My
Name" holds a last-minute performance on Rockit's upstairs stage just for you—and everyone else who
wants to squeeze in after work. Pretend you're at North Avenue Beach.
You can consider this the foodie version of Taste of Chicago—two days, 100 chefs (from Aglibot to
Zweiban), 300 winemakers and 65 distillers, plus Food Network's Ted Allen popping the cork at the opening
ceremony in his official capacity as Robert Mondavi's "wine ambassador." Chicago-Napa relations have never
John Allan's is such a full-service men's salon, they'll even come to you. Well, as long as you happen to be
at Barneys on Oak Street this Saturday when they're offering haircuts, shoe shines and manicures for
absolutely no charge. You've been overpaying for manicures for too long, anyway.
A parking lot brimming with 16 of Chicago's most esteemed rib specialists can only mean good things are
happening, right? (Well, unless you happen to be a pig.) Somewhere through the smoke you'll find Top
Chef winner Stephanie Izard looking for the best bones in town.
No Pants Party at Crobar
Your mother's admonition about wearing clean underwear finally bears fruit (of the loom) when Crobar waives
the night's cover to reward those throwing off their denim shackles to reveal their skivvies, boxers or pink
thong lacey things. We can't wait to see what the girls wear.