
After that walk, no run, no charter a helicopter to get you to Old Oak Tap as quickly as possible. It may have the least swanky DJ booth in all of Chicago -- I'm folded in there next to a coffee maker and a bag of ketchup as big as my torso -- but it does afford me the chance to play some of my favorite music at any given moment. And you -- you! -- will not be folded into a less than glamorous area. No! You will be comfortably seated on their patio or, at a later hour, inside their super comfy cozy digs sipping one of a jillion fine beers and perhaps noshing on my absolute favorite spicy fries in the city. See you there.
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