Like a nice cool drink — 1 year ago
with no nasty aftertaste, and very few calories. I read it because I’m going to a book club that’s using it this month, but otherwise I probably wouldn’t have. It’s full of name-dropping and it’s basically a guy who was born just a little too late to enjoy the heyday of Chicago journalism, so he has just learned all about it and loves to tell the stories. He tells them so affectionately, though, that it made me feel appreciative and connected to my new city.
Ironically, the day after I finished this, I was sitting on a CTA bus, and heard someone behind me telling her friend about how she and her boyfriend went to the Billy Goat Tavern the night before. She said it was “modeled after” the old SNL skit where they yell “Cheezborger! Cheezborger!” Yes, she thinks the bar is based on the show.
Oy, vey.