First to Sheffields, a bar I unfavorably group with the rest of the cookie cutter joints (kirkwood, schoolyard, redmond's, all of wrigleyville). Sheffield's serves BBQ and has a great beer list, I should hold it in a much higher esteem. I had the Three Floyd's Black Sun Stout and New Holland Buddy's Favorite. We're joined by EBONY newcomers BSwerve, Will and Rob. Tasteless jokes helped to pass the time. The Illini were handling the Badgers.
Second stop on the day is Redmond's...which happens to be a Wisconsin bar. The place is packed with fans about to see their team finish a lackluster performance. BSwerve has ditched us for a wine tasting party. Hearing MIA's "Paper Planes" here secures the complete and total saturation of that song in the world. What'd that take, about 18 months for everyone to get on board? A quick Budweiser and we're out.
Unlucky Bucky
We walk into an entirely empty Risque Cafe. This is a somewhat newer place that hasn't seemed to catch any sort of following, which is shocking. Our waitress is reading Vice magazine by herself...she says she's read it cover to cover 3x already. Before we showed up the only other customer they've had all day was her roommate. I have a good feeling we'll end up having to come back here before the year is over when it's been reopened under a different name. Her shift ends and she's replaced by another guy who we discover is a Sox fan. So 5 fans of the southside are now the only people in this Wrigleyville bar. I played Roy Orbison on the jukebox and for some reason this angered Rick.
L & L Tavern, site of the inception of the EmptyBlogOfNothing, is our 5th stop on the night. Hall has the quote of the night, "Are you guys purposefully excluding bars that girls go to?"
L & L, everything you need
Our last stop of the evening involves a very crowded Mad River for Costello's birthday party. In attendance: Isler, Costello, Jenni, Hall, Rob, Robert, Abby, Ream, KD, Ashley, Kelly, Clark(!), Krystal, Bode, Wehrmanx2, Holland+1, Annie & her crew. I'm pretty sure I dropped at least 4 different girls while dancing with them. Much beer is consumed...Sunday morning hurts.
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