The weekend really satisfies.
Your Perks: 1) 33% off a device that turns everyday things into speakers. Yes, even beach balls. 2) A secret hangover cure used by Jay Z and Gwyneth Paltrow. 3) Up to 56% off a blueprint of the most infamous revolver in the Wild, Wild West. No, not the Will Smith movie.
There’s a new Intelligentsia in town. This time in Wicker Park. Oh, and while the barista labors over your latte, take notice of those tap handles behind him. The plan is to start pouring coffee-beer microbrews out of them by fall. We just wrote the words “coffee-beer” in real life.
After 20 years of first dates, good wine and bread pudding, Webster’s Wine Bar is leaving Webster Avenue for the greener pastures of Logan Square and the old Telegraph space. So good news: looks like another 20 years of first dates, good wine and bread pudding ahead.
This is an evening where Chicago Boxing Club members will dress up in vintage boxing gear and duke it out, Jack Dempsey–style. Interesting. Also, burlesque performers will burlesque. Comedians will crack wise. And you will dance to old-timey music. It’s all happening separately, though. Otherwise: total chaos.
Hey, the Tour de France is going on. You should go ride bikes. That, or do this other French thing with 90 minutes of bottomless mimosas and your choice of entrée like pain perdu, croque-monsieur and other stuff you should say with a stupid French accent.
You seem like you’re up for a challenge. Here’s a race that involves you running through an obstacle course full of mud pools, ravines and tunnels in the middle of the woods. In the dark. But glow sticks, beer and a bonfire will be involved, so you’ll probably be fine.
