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(Long) Weekend Recap: The Chaser catches spring fever

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Amalie Drury

It's my job to write about Chicago and all of its people, places and things. If it's new and it's cool, I'm checking it out.

Two pretty cocktails at Wang's.

Orchid-garnished martinis at Wang's.

Yep, it was another action-packed weekend for The Chaser. Honestly, I don't know how I do it. Do you? 

Thursday (my favorite going-out night; officially falls in Weekend category): Tried the just-opened Beauty Bar (in the former Sonotheque space); had my nails painted the most pleasing shade of mood-ring blue (martini-and-a-manicure special, $10) and began pouting inexplicably after several Perm martinis. Look for my review of this spot in the June issue of Chicago magazine. 

Friday: Met The Creative Director (not-so-secret code name for the BF, who's a painter and more) for brews in the leafy beer garden at Resi's Bierstube (2034 W. Irving Park Rd.), a place I hadn't visited since a particularly torturous, long-ago Match.com date. The guy indulged in an hourlong tirade against yuppies (all the while glaring at me as if I were the epitome of unbearable prissiness), then invited me back to his place to get stoned. I declined, but politely offered him a ride home. 

Later on Friday: Proceeded to The Hideout to watch my friend Gina's husband Mark do his Interview Show, which I can't believe took me two years to check out. I loved it. There was opera, there was comedy, there was Kid Sister. It was $5 extremely well spent. 

Still Later on Friday: Tried to hit Big Star for tacos, but became discouraged after noting crowd of roughly 1,000 packing the patio with a line of nearly 1 zillion more stretching down the block. "No to lines," said The Director, shaking his head. Walked to standby The Bluebird for mac 'n' cheese + spring breeze via open windows. 

Saturday: With tickets to a Lyric Opera concert waiting at will call, stopped at Wang's (3317 N. Broadway) for pre-performance refreshments. I cannot resist a cocktail garnished with an orchid under any circumstances. 

Later on Saturday: Arrived 3 minutes late to the opera and was forced to cool heels in grand lobby until post-intermission seating (they're not kidding when they say 7:30 sharp). The bar was open for stragglers, and, truth be told, it's not all bad to have a private cocktail hour in an extravagant setting while listening to a performance piped in via speaker. 

Sunday: Attended an Easter dinner that had everything to do with wine. Lots of wine. 

(Much) Later on Sunday, Possibly Monday: Awoke at an undetermined, very dark hour, feeling headachy, feverish, and all-around sick--no doubt the result of what my mother likes to call overdoing it. In lieu of Kleenex, currently finding new uses for a stack of scratchy Chipotle napkins. Poor nostrils. 

P.S. Posted moments ago by a Facebook friend: "Who wants to be added to my VIP list for all the most exciting events? E-mail me to get on the list!" 

Acronym review: That's not VIP. That's LOP. Lots of People.  

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