This place is closed but will never be forgotten. Cheers to the SmallBar Division crew for their many years of service and everything that they did for beer in the City of Chicago.
You know that rad craft beer spot you and your buddy always talk about opening but never do because who really follows through on shit like that anyway? This is that place. It’s not the biggest spot, but it’s huge in Solemn Oath’s heart. From the twenty-four taps pouring a lineup that changes more frequently than Hugh Hefner’s living arrangements, to its hundred-plus bottle and can list filled with the cool and rare, SmallBar impresses. Whether we’re sipping on our own or diving into our fellow brewers’ creations, this is a spot SOBs go to drink.
Top of the beer Bundesliga.
From cask nights, to stout-themed events, to nothing but wilds, to coffee beers and brunch, to the best damn soccer viewing experience in town, this crew knows how to attract people. Owner Phil McFarland has created something good enough to write home to your dad about. Maybe he’ll be proud that at least someone out there is accomplishing something.
The food is stellar (cheddar mac and cheese), the patio is the actual coolest (if you can get a table), they throw some of the best events in the city, and we venture to guess that Rachel, everyone’s favorite server, knows more about beer than you do.