Its been 3 months since I first saw the space on Washington Avenue in Prospect Heights where I decided to open my bar and it took that long to negotiate the lease, mostly because the landlord's lawyer can't copyedit his versions of the lease, and liked to take 5 days to get back to any response my lawyer had. Anywho, the lease is finally signed and I'm in the space, getting ready for the buildout.
When I first drew open the front gate on Friday, it made a horrible creaking noise. The space is kinda crumbling, falling apart, is full of junk and will take a lot of work. In my head, I heard the voice of Han Solo talking to Luke Skywalker when he first laid eyes on the Millenium Falcon: "She may not look like much, but she's got it where it counts, kid." I think once Bill and I have the space up and running we can use this bar to defeat the empire or at lease serve beer.
Stay tuned for more Adventures in Opening a Bar!
