Football plays fantasy weekend.
Your Perks: 1) Tickets to an after-hours craft beer and food truck festival at the Lincoln Park Zoo. 2) 44% off jeans made from Japanese denim and military-strength Cordura nylon. 3) 100% copper mugs for holding your Moscow Mules. Consider your cocktail game upped.
Café Bustelo, that Cuban-style coffee company, is opening a little pop-up in Wicker Park for a couple weeks. So stop in and have an espresso or something. Oh, and they’re buying. Plus they’ll have DJs and acoustic performers. It’s okay if all that registered there was “free espresso.”
Hey, block party. Neat. Death Cab for Cutie and some other bands will be there. Food: yes, of course. Adult refreshments: naturally. A water taxi that departs from downtown and deposits you directly into the melee: also happening. And that almost never happens at block parties.
Say you’re walking down the street and you’re handed an oyster. Before you do anything silly, ask
yourself two questions:
1) Is this street called Roscoe?
2) Are live bands and beer nearby?
If your answers are “yes,” you’re at Roscoe Village’s mollusk fest. If your answers are “no,”
you’re wrong.
After 10 years of helping to pioneer this whole small-batch-beer world we now live in, Small Bar celebrates the only way it knows how: by tapping kegs of rare brews, serving up a giant barbecue and hiring a jug band to entertain you. God you love jug bands.
This Sunday. Bears vs. Bills. You vs. brunch. Specifically, an enormous Bears-themed spread involving things like kielbasa chilaquiles, Italian-beef strata, seven-layer dip and an entire bar devoted to the art of the chicken wing. Somewhere, Bill Swerski is looking down and... having a mild heart attack.
