After a brief sojourn to Ibiza, Bunny arrived back in Chicago, surprised to find the early spring weather not only agreeable, but beautiful. "I had expected snow and wind and ice," she exclaimed, "And I get here to find sunshine! Well, no point in wasting the gorgeousness outside. Time to get out on the town and have some fun!"
Feeling in a tropical mood, Bunny first stopped into Dive Bar in Lakeview to sample some seafood and cocktails. Dive Bar was decorated in a rather endearing sort of nautical theme with distressed woods, exposed brick, and lots of little whimsical touches.
Next up on Bunny's docket was a visit to Punch Bowl Social in Schamburg. Right away, she could tell this place was pretty special, as it was decorated in a hodgepodge of quirky Victorian hunting lodge pieces. Crystal chandeliers hung over vinyl booths, giant board games were set in front of a whimsical fire place, and fake taxidermy antlers made from bike handles hung on the walls.
What made Punch Bowl Social truly special was that every one of the three floors was jam packed with activities. There was retro video games and pinball machines, there was darts and skee ball, there was a small bowling alley, ping pong tables, and even private karaoke rooms. Bunny was absolutely delighted by everything around her, so much so that she spent a good hour running from game to game before she even sat down to eat anything.
Of course the drinks were just as smile inducing as the food and the games. There was specialty sodas and fizzes for the non drinkers, but also new twists on classic cocktails like the Mason Mule and the Old Fashioned. Bunny's favorite were the fresh and fruity punch bowls, like the bourbon spiked Bachelor's Bowl and the pineapple scented Lord Stanley's Cup.
Fully stuffed and exhausted from having had so much fun, Bunny once again prepared to head out of town on some other adventure. "I probably should have told Brandy I was here," she thought while she sat at the airport, "And I probably should have invited her to come out with me. Ah well. That's the beauty of getting older. I can just blame a faulty memory and a fist full of cocktails!"
The writers of this blog were invited to dine at the restaurants mentioned free of charge in order to facilitate the writing of this post.
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