The weekend is the madness before the Madness.
You’ve got your ordinary kitchen knives. And then you’ve got ones forged from German steel and tastefully balanced with carved teakwood handles—that we’re sending you exclusively (cutting board included). Plus, we’re getting you 30% off magical beans/coffee stones scientifically calibrated to optimize your cup of coffee.
We’re at the dawn of a new age. You probably sensed it. It’s true: we’re moving closer to the day when Rick Bayless will be on every corner holding a warm, savory torta just for you. This new locale of his sandwich shop in the Chase building proves it.
When Walter Payton’s son says he’s got a new beer you should try, you’re intrigued. You’re not sure why, but you are. Which brings us to the fact that Chicago’s father-son brewers Argus are launching Jarrett Payton All-American Wheat Ale. So stop holding out for a Jeff Jordan IPA.
They said you were foolish for wanting a lightsaber for Christmas. Well, bring it to this raucous one-night-only musical send-up of Star Wars and you’ll get $3 off your ticket. Though, of course, you could just use your Jedi mind tricks to get the same result.
New Orleans wishes to thank you for your contribution to its local economy (and folklore) a few weeks ago. So it’s sending some of its most savory characters by airplane very shortly. Feel free to put your lips around as many as possible. They’re crawfish. They expect it.
Now that everyone’s promised to be good and not drink, the South Side Irish Parade returns. Better load up on Bloody Marys and corned-beef sandwiches at Reggie’s before hopping on the shuttle. They’ll have beer on board, but if anyone asks: you’re holding it for a leprechaun.
