Dammit. Dammit. Old Timer’s is closing. Rumor on the street is that their building isn’t renewing their lease. They’re being squeezed out after 43 years — they served their first drink in 1967.
The bartender broke the news today. We walk in. “No Jack,” he says to Mark shrugging his shoulders (because Mark always gets a Jack and Coke). “No PBR,” he tells me. I stare at the empty taps with confusion.
“Beam?” Mark asks.
“A little.” The bartender holds the bottle up to the light. “We closing.”
Old Timer’s, One Of The Best Dive Bars In Chicago, Is Closing
Dammit. Dammit. Old Timer’s is closing. Rumor on the street is that their building isn’t renewing their lease. They’re being squeezed out after 43 years — they served their first drink in 1967.
Which means going to the Elephant and Castle? No. The Tilted Kilt? Nope. Emerald Loop? Meh. The Gage? No way. Dammit.
The bartender broke the news today. We walk in. “No Jack,” he says to Mark shrugging his shoulders (because Mark always gets a Jack and Coke). “No PBR,” he tells me. I stare at the empty taps with confusion.
“Beam?” Mark asks.
“A little.” The bartender holds the bottle up to the light. “We closing.”
The news is like a skinned knee — you look down after falling and there is no blood, no pain. Then the neurons fire and ::::::: OW!
Friday, May 28th, 2010 will be the last day the bar is open. I’ll be there. Next Monday? Who knows.