I like June's, too.
The divey, neighborhood bar--like June's--was a longtime fixture in Chicago. I agree that it's not super welcoming. It's not super clean, but I wouldn't call it dirty either. The patrons are regular folks. The staff are too. It doesn't have a huge list of craft beers or signature drinks. And yeah, It happily harkens back to simpler times--which is nice.
There is no denying that the patina of the place (and it's regulars) makes June's Inn unique. If your inner Old Man is calling, stop in to grab a Highlife and a round of darts.
From the outside, June's appears to be a perfectly charming dive bar. Â I love dive bars, so when I moved in with my cohabitator, I said,"Golly! I can't wait to try the dive bar next door!"
My cohabitator responded, "You're not going in there. Ever."
I thought he was kidding. Â He wasn't. Â He has lived on the block for ten years, and he has been in many times. Â He seriously doesn't want me in there. Â I am not banned from any other bar in the neighborhood, nor any other bar in Chicago, for that matter. Â
This bar attracts a lot of crack-heads and meth-types and other unsavory folk. Â I'm sure there are plenty of exceptions, but I value safety, both mine and yours. Â Find another dive in the area (there are plenty!).
It *is* a dive bar. It *is* a dying breed. There *is* a story and a smell to the place. But if you're cool with that, give the place a chance. Just mustered up the cajones to check it out last night, and June's sister Karen, the bartender, is just about the nicest person I've met all year. 5 stars for good old-fashioned niceness. We could all use a little more of it in our lives.
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