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Lake House Fun

July 9th, 2012 · 4 Comments

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.

Our waiter introduced us to a drink called The Lunchbox, which was Gumballhead beer, orange juice and amaretto. It was ok, but it wasn’t my One True Love:

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.

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Blarney Island

August 26th, 2011 · No Comments

So, we took the boat over from Port of Blarney to Blarney Island. Let me be clear when I say that this is not a bar ON and island, but the bar IS the island. It’s location is a mile off-shore in Green Lake, nearby Antioch, IL, inspiring their slogan “A Mile Away From Reality.”

The story is that in the early 1900s Blarney Island was a houseboat on the Fox River. Jack O’Connor owned this houseboat and across the way he had some big competition from Shorty Shobin’s place, known as Shorty’s. Well, one night in a poker game they each bet their businesses and Shorty lost. Over the years Blarney Island has grown immensely and changed hands many times. IN 1939, a dam was put up in McHenry, which flooded the riverbanks. The dam created what is now Grass Lake and also cut Blarney Island off from dry land access, making it an official island.

Ok. Enough of the history lesson. If you want to read more, go here.


When we arrived we all got out of the boat and kind of looked around, wandered around. Dallas bee-lined for the food ordering window, which was the best thing we could have done. (Aside from my bee-line for the bathroom.)

We sat inside at the lower bar for a while and ate and had a beer. Someone (not me) took these photos of our scantily-clad waitresses down there.

Really gross, though. I looked up and saw all this underwear hanging from the ceiling! Ugh! Time to go outside!

Outside it was a gorgeous day. There was a band playing cover songs. Pretty fun. Actually, when they went on a break they were just playing songs on the speakers and I danced with Brian to All the Single Ladies and possibly more songs. When the band came back, I was on the stage talking to them about what to play. I requested Miley Cyrus (inside joke) but they said no.

Front: Rachelle & Christine Back: Dallas, Sara, Todd, Kelly

The deck outside was really nice. It was great to be in the sun, as this summer comes to a close. There were outside bars, outside band, outside dance floor, outside tables and chairs. This is not a place to go in bad weather.

Here’s the outside bar. Blarney Island claims to be “The Key West of the Midwest” and not only that, also “The Greatest Boating Bar in the World.” Key West because it’s decorated with “palm trees, boats, babes, bikinis, booze and more“. The greatest boating bar because it’s an island you can drive your boat right up to.

Mike & Sara

I honestly do not know how long we sat outside drinking beer and listening to the band. Here’s Mikey with my sunglasses on. My busted sunglasses. Adam and I were spinning in circles.. more like he grabbed my arm and spun me… and my sunglasses went flying off and the lenses popped out. No biggie, though. I only get cheapo sunglasses for this reason!

Maybe Blarney Island should also claim to be the best helicopter bar. At one point a helicopter landed there and some guys got out to hang out at the bar. Crazy. I ran over to see what was going on and some bouncer/security stopped me before I could get too close. I think he said one of the owners has a helicopter? I’m not sure now.

Saw this funny sign in the bathroom.

Kelly, Sara, Rachelle

At some point (I have no idea what time it was) we had to go to meet the van we hired to pick us up (no cabs out here). Here we are waiting for the boat to arrive to take us back to the Port of Blarney.

Christine & Adam

Adam & Christine waiting for the boat.


Dallas being an idiot on the boat…..

Sara & Brian

… while Sara and Brian enjoy a romantic boat ride.

Brian, Todd, Dallas

At that point we probably should have just gone home, but NO. We ended up going to some townie bars in Antioch. First was The Tavern Depot. If I remember correctly, this was in a strip mall kind of area. And it was empty. Like just us and the band. The bartender was sweet though, and we filled up on free popcorn and some pizza while playing pool.


Next we walked over to Limerick Lounge, which was really packed. It was a party going on in there!

Todd, Mike, Brian

At some point some of our group left and went to Rugans, which was where we finally met up. There was a guy here playing the guitar and singing. I asked him to play Miley Cyrus and he said NO. I was getting so tired by now. As you can see above, everyone was pretty much DONE! Time to go home.

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