Rainbo Club — Restaurant in West Chicago Township

We went on a Saturday night around 930pm. Not many people in there yet but the crowd that was there was diverse. Different ages and walks of life. Bar tender was friendly enough and took care of business. Poured a stiff drink for a fair price. It is a legit authentic "dive bar" for starters. The real deal. No frills. Not some wanna be staged pretend dive bar with over priced drinks and pretention. It is old, dark and dirty. We wanted to love this place. We loved everything about it except for one thing...And it is a deal breaker for us. Um. The smell. It smells horrible!!! Like an old stale ashtray with a half put out cigarette still going in it and up in your face. It was really really bad. I don't know if someone was actually smoking in there while we were there, but there is definitely still smoking happening inside that place. It burned my eyes and my nostrils. Gave me a headache. Unfortunately, we were one and done (and had a pretty good buzz from our one drink I must say). But sorry, we can't do the...

Probably one of my favorite bars in the city. If you go at the right time there are barely any people in it, and you can sink back in one of the private, high backed booths and drink 2 dollar PBR drafts for as long as you want. They play awesome music too. The first time I walked in to the place the Replacements were playing on the speakers, and I knew it was gonna be a new favorite bar. The bartenders are pretty chill and will make most drinks quickly and well. The bar is probably the cheapest in wicker park, and they've stayed cheap while property values have soared around them, which is commendable. The only downside is on the weekends, it gets so busy you barely have room to move around in the bar, and it's filled with some dubious characters. A good mix of hipsters, college kids and people from Humboldt Park. People that live in wicker don't come that often, and there are rarely many...

Ordered 2 beers. Gave the bartender a $50. Asked if it was ok as it was all the cash I had on me. She said yes. Then she gave me back $6 in singles. Took me 15 minutes to get her attention back. I told her politely that I gave her a $50. She glared at me, said “I know” and then slowly counted out the singles in front of me like I was a child. Realized she was wrong and then got the rest of my change and threw it at me. It was our first beer. We were sober and polite. That rudeness was so unnecessary. Maybe she was having a bad night. Except she was there a month ago and just as rude. Just gave me the right change. I used to go here all the time. Now I don’t want to go back. Also, time to take credit cards. Maybe your bartenders won’t be so grumpy if they don’t have to count. Yes, I still tipped her $4 and my friend...