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June 29, 2007

Pit Stop

It was 5:30 pm on a rainy Wednesday night when I entered the bar with my 6-year old.  Yes, you heard me right: bar.  Okay, so we didn't share a beer over the Cubs game, although I hope we will someday.  The truth was, the minute we walked in and my worried eyes met the bartenders', she said quickly, "Around this corner, second door on the right!" and my son and I both laughed.  And then ran in the direction she was pointing.

No, before you go calling DCFS, it was an emergency bathroom pit stop along Ashland Avenue on our way home.  Turns out my son had been ignoring the call of nature for quite some time before I even got to the Lake View YMCA to pick him up and drive him home with me up to Rogers Park.  With the traffic barely inching forward enough to let a single car through each green light, the words, "Uh-oh, it just became an emergency, Mommy," filled me with dread.

"How 'bout that place?" he asked, as we approached Ginger's Ale House.  "That's a bar," I answered, thinking there had to be another option.  There wasn't.  Not even a gas station in sight.  Where is one of those 140 Chicago Starbucks when you actually need one?  He wasn't going to last much longer, so I decided we just had to do it.

If you happen to be in the neighborhood (Ashland and Grace) and find yourself in need of a friendly place to sit down and have yourself a beer, I highly recommend Ginger's Ale House.  And while you're there, thank them for me.


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