Mini-ChiDope - Saturday, January 31st

There is going to be a post-holiday Mini-ChiDope on Saturday, January 31st. Exact time and venue TBD. All locals and any insane person who wants to come to Chicago in the dead of winter are welcome to attend.

As usual, we’ll be having a big ChiDope sometime in the spring (probably in May since April can still be pretty cold). I’ll be starting a thread sometime next month with a date and a Saturday night venue.

I like booze.

And booze likes you.

It does, UB. It does indeed.

How about chocolate? Maybe even in combination with booze! Is there anywhere that does that?

Eva, have you ever had those tiny little chocolate candies that are in the shape of bottles, filled with various kinds of booze? Damn, those is good. Anyway, going somewhere for ChiDope Chocolate Martini sounds good. And since it’ll be the dead of winter, maybe someplace that has a good hot toddy.

Yeah, I brought some similar ones back from Europe for the office, and all they did was complain about how strong the booze was! Heathens! I should have saved them for you guys. It was like eating a tiny chocolate-covered shot of kirsch. Yum!

Oh well, I’ve got both chocolate and kirsch in the house at the moment…now there’s an idea! Na zdoroviye!

Or a fireplace. Or all three. Gosh, that’d be swell.

But…does such a place exist, Random?

I seem to vaguely recall someone’s child shilling chocolate bottles of booze at Jane D’Oh’s house. Delicious.

As long as there is no sangria, I will be there.

Heh. I forgot about that.

Scandalous. Who would let their child shill booze? Call DCFS!

That may be because you consumed a entire month’s pay worth of those things.

Only if you really believe, Gundy.

Chi-town in January scares me a little. If it’s not snowing too badly (driving in snow where I live is bad enough - but driving in a city I only faintly know is much worse), I might tag along. As long as y’all pick a place that’ll admit my 20-y/o ass.

AnimistDragon, it’s probably going to be at a bar. If you’re not 21 or older you may get turned away at the door.

I do believe, Random! I do I do I do!

Boo Lois! Yay booze!

(And the 31st would rock.)

I believe in the soul, the chocolate martini, the hot toddy, the fireplace, the small of a woman’s back, the hanging curve ball, high fiber, good scotch, that the novels of William Faulkner are self-indulgent, overrated crap. I believe Lee Harvey Oswald acted alone. I believe there ought to be a constitutional amendment outlawing 1920 death rays and Hi Opal. I believe in the sweet spot, the Black Rock, opening your presents Christmas morning rather than Christmas Eve and I believe in long, slow, deep, soft, wet kisses that last three days.

Oh, and I believe I can probably make it to the mini-dope.

Hamlet, I was just watching that movie last night.