What’s for dinner? Probably nothing. I didn’t have a dinner plan and we were out shopping at 1:30 and realized we were hungry.

Our go-to dive bar downtown is owned by a Chicago native who imports all his food from back home.






Italian Beef for me, Chicago dog for Mrs BV. Plus I get her hot peppers. Anyone who doesn’t want to see a half eaten sandwich should look away. I just wanted to show it wasn’t all sweet peppers. Beer and wine not pictured but they brew about 10 beers on the premises.