It was pointed out to me last night that I have been
quite neglectful with my blog lately, so here’s my attempt to get a little
caught up before I hit the road once again to New Orleans. Fresh blogging material awaits!
Anyway, much like my friend Kent and I did on the drive
up to Chicago last summer, we devoted part of the trip back to Springfield,
Ill., to exploring a few more bars, taverns and watering holes along the way.
Our first stop, though, was back to the Stonehouse Pub
for their Sunday Bloody Mary special. I
stated earlier that they sold us on making a return trip when we stopped on the
way up, and yes, it was worth it. Kent
also refueled his recovery with a very tasty Reuben sandwich. In fact, I
believe his exact quote was, “Man, that’s a tasty Reuben sandwich!” I may be using a little artistic license
here. But he did boast about it.
Onward to Lockport, Ill., which we ran out of time for on
the way up. Lockport is just north of
Joliet, nestled on the Des Plaines River.
It always seems like a nice town for a pit stop whenever I drive through
and am avoiding the interstate. Based on
some kind words on the Internet, we decided to try Jackie’s Pub.
Meh … nothing special here. It seemed like a nice enough locals’ hangout,
but we just weren’t feeling it.
