25.9.11

the b-pig

















The Bourgeois Pig Cafe of Lincoln Park, Chicago is by far one of my favorite places within this zip code.  Pronounced "boor-ZWAH" (kind of), this french cafe is filled with antiques and other nostalgic items.  From the chairs you sit on, the rugs lining the staircase, the tuba on the mantle, and the old tins of candy, there is something unique in every corner.

To go with their rustic feel, each item on the menu is named after some sort of famous piece of literature—may I recommend The Great Gatsby. Hello avocado.

On a particularly memorable trip to what my friends and I have now termed the "B-Pig", there was a banjo player who sat behind us playing some seemingly flawless set tunes for almost an hour.  Then he started to chat with us about everything under the sun—from growing local produce to how he got his shirt from the dumpster.

It's not often you find a place where you can sit and eat your cappuccino chip ice cream for that long and feel at home.

No comments:

Post a Comment