Ah, North Avenue Beach on a hot summer day. With its cover bands making like the wedding singer to a crowd overstocked with barely clad Chads and Trixies acting like, well, themselves, this is a bar many would never set foot in were it transplanted from the roof of the North Avenue Beach House and planted squarely in, say, Wrigleyville. But put on a swimsuit, soak up the sun, and swig a cold, cold beer. You’ll be singing along to “Brown-Eyed Girl” with the rest of us before you know it.
1603 North Lake Shore Drive
Best of Chicago 2007