Chicago is a dive-bar town to its bones: 1958 Old Town institutions, Ukrainian Village photobooths, and Swedish glogg poured under fish-shaped neon. Grimy, warm, and gloriously unchanged.
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A cash-only 1958 institution across from Second City, its walls covered in irreverent nude celebrity paintings. Dim, ramshackle, and beloved by comics, cabbies, and Roger Ebert alike.
Dive bars are one chapter of Pip's Lifestyle — find the whiskey bars, lounges, steakhouses and the Domino Club below.
