What we are writing right now probably isn't going to be read by half of our readers. Or that is the conclusion we have come to after reading this article in today's Sun-Times, which tracks the evolution of "summer Fridays." If you don't know what "summer Fridays" are, then you probably don't have them. And if you do, then Chicagoist is insanely jealous of you, you lucky bastard. Essentially, companies are realizing that during the...
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We are in the midst of Lent right now. Though Chicagoist isn't entirely Catholic, we do know that part of Lent involves not eating meat. Which means, if you believe a part of your meal should be accessible via the drive-thru window, you may be feeling a little bit peckish these days. Chicagoist decided to take the proverbial bull by its horns and determine once and for all, which fast food fish sandwich is the...
As we threw earplugs into our ears last night to drown out the sounds of the rocking party happening above our bedroom, we again cursed our luck in having to work on a day such as this. Though Chicagoist will be taking the 4th of July off to celebrate Independence Day, we’re working today. We're here, with no beer, and we’re getting used to it.
Though Chicagoist exists only in the zeroes and ones of HTML coding, that doesn’t mean we don’t heart the print world. Few things are better than spending our Sunday morning curled up with the paper or picking up a zine or two when we’re out buying records. (Yes, buying! Not downloading! And records! Not MP3s! Fear our Ludditeness!).
Woe is the vegetarian in a city known for its meat.
What better way to get over that Memorial Day hangover than with some cheap beer and a couple of Tim Burton movies? This week, the Brew & View at the Vic Theatre, one of the few venues in the city where you can drink and watch quality films at the same time – unless you sneak a flask into Facets, that is – puts on a mini-retrospective of the oddball director’s work. Tonight, they’ll screen the magical Big Fish at 8 and follow it up with the eerie Sleepy Hollow at 10. (Christopher Walken as the Hessian Horseman is the very definition of the word “eerie.”) Though Chicagoist thinks these films pale in comparison to his classic Ed Wood (not to mention the criminally underrated Mars Attacks), you can’t go wrong with the $5 (per film) admission price or the Tuesday night drink specials. Edward Scissorhands – perhaps Burton’s greatest and most personal achievement – will show there Thursday at midnight.
