July 4th was so weird this year. One day off, in the middle of the week and Dallas and I both worked for at least part of it. So, we decided it take off a little early on Friday and join our friends up at their lake house. The temperatures were still in the high 90’s or 100 degrees, so we did a lot of this:
Swimming in the lake and riding the jetski. For once I feel like we really had reprieve from the heat. The water was so warm and shallow but still felt great.
I decided that Michelob Ultra Light Cider was to be my drink of the weekend. It was so light and crisp, and not too sweet. Very refreshing on a hot, hot day. Also? Only 120 calories.
One day we decided to visit some local bars and hang outs. We headed to Famous Freddie’s in Fox Lake, IL, where we were ignored and then served disgusting drinks (skunked kegs, weak mixed drinks). The food was ok. Ahem. The food that Dallas didn’t drop on the ground was ok. But, needless to say, we didn’t stay long.
We were just going to head somewhere closer to home, or go home, but on a whim we decided to pull into the most country-ish, divey-ish bar we could find along the side of the road.
We ended up at the PMO Club in Lake Villa, IL.
I have no idea what PMO stands for, but this place had a pool table and a round of 7 beers was only about $10, so we were happy.
PMO Club also gave me flashbacks to my family Christmases that we used to spend at my grandpa’s bar. It was the smell, I think. It smelled just like his bar. And the fact that it was cool and kind of dank added as well.
Next we headed back, closer to home and dropped into the Limerick Lounge in Antioch, IL.
This is basically just a sports bar. Not too much Irish-y about it. The guys played darts and music on the jukebox, the girls sat at the bar.
Limerick Lounge isn’t too special, but it will forever hold a place in my heart because it introduced me to my true love of the weekend: Rumchata.
I was out with Jess and Sara on Thursday night (Magic Mike!) and Jess had been in Wisconsin at a lake house earlier in the week. She told me about this mystical potion called Rumchata. The next day I went to our friends’ lake house in Wisconsin and what were they talking about? Rumchata. I had a taste of it here at the Limerick and it was so delicious. Like horchata, but with rum. Very creamy and a bit cinnamon-y.
The girls decided we wanted to go somewhere else, so we left Limerick Lounge, intending to walk across the street to Rugan’s. Somehow we got a little distracted by a cupcake shop, Sweet Discoveries and a pet store, Best Pets.
Kelly fell in love with all of the kittens, especially this brown tabby.
I was partial to this little guy.
We quickly realized that if we stayed any longer we would end up going home with armloads of puppies and kittens, so we hightailed it out of there. Back to Rugan’s, the original plan.
By then it was nice enough to sit outside and not be scalded, so we enjoyed some wine on the patio. The bartender filled us in on all the local Antioch gossip and before long the boys met us over at Rugan’s. They’d wished they’d stayed over at The Limerick playing darts, I think, because they all had to listen to us gush about puppies and kittens.
Back home Decker did his best Lennie Small impersonation… without actually crushing Bella, though.
And I sang a monster ballad to Simon, but he was not impressed. Maybe if I sang it while I held a steak in my hand, he would have been more into it.
Brian played Horchata by Vampire Weekend so I could sing some Rumchata lyrics. What else happened? Frankie took out some pent up aggression on the stuffed dog toy.
Dallas made us all kalbi Korean ribs for dinner. Sara made sure I still ate my vegetables.
That’s about all she wrote. Long fun weekend up at the lake and in northern Illinois!
PS, yes, that is Kelly Kapowski.