Strange the name of this place is Wrigley Field but no one at the bar could care less about the Cubs or Bears. Â I walked in with a Cubs hate and was expecting to discuss another terrible year but was overwhelmed by Broncos fans. Â I am not surprised at the broncos but just lack of anything else. Â
If you are going to call yourself Wrigley Field then you would think there would be some italian beef or corned beef or something related to the city of Chi-town. Â not the case at all. Â Just a Broncos bar.
The beers were set at a decent price - especially for fat tire. Â
TV's were old and crummy. Â About a 1/4 of the tvs you couldn't see the score because of the poor offset. Â
Food was standard bar food. Â Nothing to rave about and the cost was a little on the high side. Â
Bartender was friendly and took care of us. Â
My buddy and I went here as we were traveling cross county. Â I would have selected otherwise but not a complete bust.
Old Chicago was packed, and my buddy and I wanted to watch game seven of the Lakers/Nuggets series, so he suggested Wrigley Field. Big mistake. The TVs near the bar looked terrible, so I went to look for a better one. It turns out they're all bad. No HD here. Anyway, we asked for menus, the bartender gave them to us we and ordered some food. She looked at the clock, it was 10:04, and said sorry, the kitchen's closed. Huh? I asked if she could ask the cook if he would take another order. "Sorry hun, kitchen's closed."
Then she proceeded to take all of her dirty glasses from a slow evening and line them up in right in front of us on the bar. DISGUSTING! We left and watched the fourth quarter at the Ale House. I will never go back. The only plus is that she comped my DD drinks. This place is still gross. Really gross.
Finally, I'm no fashion critic, but the unattractive bartender, who was pushing fifty and not exactly svelte, was wearing a spangled denim mini skirt and zebra striped knee socks! Only in GJ.