Everyone’s talking about Germany today.
But somehow, it seems wrong to talk about Germany on Bastille Day.
Also seems wrong to talk about the French.
So let’s talk about the British instead.
After all, they’re the ones who just built you a new bar...
Long live The Red Lion Pub. It’s back from pub purgatory after a six-year hiatus, and it’s reopening Wednesday in Lincoln Park.
You’ll recall this as a popular—if not charmingly ramshackle—spot for a pint, fish-and-chips and good ghost stories (the place purports to have a ghost running up and down its stairs). Today, well... still all that. But now it offers the august feel of a Tudor-beamed Oxford library.
The new front area, known as the Great War Room, is a soaring den of distressed-leather seating, WWI battlefield maps and military history books. The Africa Room, a snug space upstairs, comes outfitted with 18th-century maps and a Zulu shield. And TVs. Because 2014.
Take your favorite Anglophile, history buff or parapsychologist here. Procure pints of Spitfire (named after the WWII aircraft) or Speckled Hen (named after an MG roadster) or one of the 50 scotches and see what happens.
Spoiler: you’ll probably get along really well.
But somehow, it seems wrong to talk about Germany on Bastille Day.
Also seems wrong to talk about the French.
So let’s talk about the British instead.
After all, they’re the ones who just built you a new bar...
Long live The Red Lion Pub. It’s back from pub purgatory after a six-year hiatus, and it’s reopening Wednesday in Lincoln Park.
You’ll recall this as a popular—if not charmingly ramshackle—spot for a pint, fish-and-chips and good ghost stories (the place purports to have a ghost running up and down its stairs). Today, well... still all that. But now it offers the august feel of a Tudor-beamed Oxford library.
The new front area, known as the Great War Room, is a soaring den of distressed-leather seating, WWI battlefield maps and military history books. The Africa Room, a snug space upstairs, comes outfitted with 18th-century maps and a Zulu shield. And TVs. Because 2014.
Take your favorite Anglophile, history buff or parapsychologist here. Procure pints of Spitfire (named after the WWII aircraft) or Speckled Hen (named after an MG roadster) or one of the 50 scotches and see what happens.
Spoiler: you’ll probably get along really well.
