Little Al's is an old-school Chicago Bar located in the middle of nowhere, Mokena, IL. Between the obnoxious patrons which damper the experience every single time, the prices are fair for otherwise ordinary bar food. Sports are always on the television which is a perk, and they run specials during games, but then again, between the flare ups between barflies, it makes Little Al's un-enjoyable.
Come here with a regular for god sake, they are the only people who come here, and could show you around, saving further dismay. Otherwise, unless you're from Mokena, you'll not only be dismissed, but patronized, what else is there to talk about? Fourth-hand news?
Only reason to come is lunch, or very early dinner. It's the nature of a dive-bar in the old sense which it lives too, grandpa would drink here, don't be like grandpa.
Hmm! Now that I have gone back a few times this is the joint in a nutshell. It's a cheap place to drink and has pretty good food. But remember. Slumin this far down the pike can be dangerous. Someone is always going to start up a conversation if you sit close enough. Twenty feet is about right. And as I was waiting for my burger I had the chance to see the bartender in action. Almost every glass is different and when she grabbed a wine glass, it was filthy. Good thing she filled it to the top so no one would notice. I went to wash my hands in the washroom before my food came. I will say that they were cleaner before I went into that room. The smokey smell that lingers on your clothes is very annoying. Which makes me believe that they couldn't have this joint cleaned in the 5 years that the smoking ban took effect. Then the kitchen that you can't even see must be tragic. It was novel for a few drunk nights, but it's frikin scary when your not drinking.
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