Your taste in music is impeccable.
Funnily enough, so is your taste in food.
So you probably want to know all about Indie Burger, a collision of your two great loves—good music and grass-fed cattle—opening tomorrow in Lakeview.
Think of the Pitchfork Music Festival, only with fewer skinny jeans and more fresh Wisconsin beef and root-beer floats. Set that amid the dulcet tones of the National. You’d have this place.
In fact, this will be a convenient spot to grab a bite before a show at Schubas or the Vic. You’ll enter to find chairs made from recycled pop bottles, benches from South Side church pews and walls from an old Minnesota barn dutifully plastered with old Wilco and Belle & Sebastian posters (we assume they came with the barn). The effect is a rustic little burger cabin that Bon Iver might consider appropriate for recording their next album.
You’ll start with the title track: The Indie Burger, a horseradish-chipotle-sauce-topped third-pounder on a potato bun. Throw on some of their housemade beef bacon and consider yourself cranked to 11.
Speaking of getting cranked up: they’ll also have plenty of espresso. Along with breakfast items like vanilla-honey-glazed donuts, made by those punk-rock bakers behind Bleeding Heart.
Because an emo baker just wouldn’t do.
Funnily enough, so is your taste in food.
So you probably want to know all about Indie Burger, a collision of your two great loves—good music and grass-fed cattle—opening tomorrow in Lakeview.
Think of the Pitchfork Music Festival, only with fewer skinny jeans and more fresh Wisconsin beef and root-beer floats. Set that amid the dulcet tones of the National. You’d have this place.
In fact, this will be a convenient spot to grab a bite before a show at Schubas or the Vic. You’ll enter to find chairs made from recycled pop bottles, benches from South Side church pews and walls from an old Minnesota barn dutifully plastered with old Wilco and Belle & Sebastian posters (we assume they came with the barn). The effect is a rustic little burger cabin that Bon Iver might consider appropriate for recording their next album.
You’ll start with the title track: The Indie Burger, a horseradish-chipotle-sauce-topped third-pounder on a potato bun. Throw on some of their housemade beef bacon and consider yourself cranked to 11.
Speaking of getting cranked up: they’ll also have plenty of espresso. Along with breakfast items like vanilla-honey-glazed donuts, made by those punk-rock bakers behind Bleeding Heart.
Because an emo baker just wouldn’t do.
