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Okay, so when we think "Bell's Oberon" we don't typically imagine snow on the ground and temps in the 30's. But damnit, when Larry Bell says it's Oberon season, it's Oberon season. We were at Sheffield's last night for the tapping of the first keg of the year, which means that spring must be somewhere nearby. We hope.

       

Wanting to enjoy the thaw a bit, we attended Sheffield's "Beer School" festival Saturday afternoon. It was the second time in a year we braved the cold to visit Sheffield's; for the second time in a year it was also worth it. Under the direction of Phil Kuhl, the Lakeview tavern's special beer events have begun to rival Map Room's beer school for breadth and scope. When we briefly spoke with Sheffield's owner Ric Hess, he seemed to agree.

Park West, 322 W. Armitage, January 12, 8 p.m., Tickets $30-$50

Sheffield's (3258 N. Sheffield) opened up a brand new beer bar in the back of the tavern at the beginning of summer. Since then, Ric Hess and company have been featuring a rotating list of rare draft craft beers and have established a "Beer School" series of fixed price dinners, lectures and events that rivals Map Room's "Beer School," Goose Island Clybourn's "Masters of Beer Appreciation" series, or hanging out with yours truly any given night of the week.

Beer, Beer, and MORE BEER. Speaking of, if anyone knows where in Chicago we can get a bottle of some Feldschlosschen Dunkle Perle (pictured), we'll will trim your toenails (okay, maybe not - but dinner's in it for you). Let's see what's in the hopper, foodies!

We've been reading My Last Supper, a book that asks 50 chefs what they would eat for their last meal. It made us wonder about what we'd choose for our last meal if our choices were limited to restaurants in Chicago. Here are some of our picks:

The title says it all, folks. Meet up at Sheffield’s this Thursday at 8 p.m. to wage an intellectual war on those commenters that have been peeving you all these months. One of our lovely commenters will provide the game, and Sheffield’s will provide the booze.

We chronicled our Saturday night earlier this week, and we need remind no one that it was colder than a witch's tit in a brass bra all day long.

Common sense dictated that we should have stayed in Saturday night in the slightly drafty but hospitable environs of our apartment. However, when the fine folks at Unibroue plan a beer dinner, it's usually a great event. What made Saturday night's event stand out was the location of the dinner.