Chicago Tribune – 6/15/08:
To find a bar with good beer and burgers is a blessing.
But throw in Bacon Night––yes, gentle reader, all the bacon you can eat, and it’s free—and you’re in pig heaven.
All that’s missing is fried pickles and unlimited Guitar Hero. Wait, that too?
Yes, Whiskey Road, 1935 N. Damen Ave., is the place to be from 6 to 10 on Monday nights, when bacon is king.
Owner Matt Miller has a simple philosophy: “Bacon is like the Internet. It should be for everyone.”
Whiskey Road opened about eight months ago and started doing bacon in January.
All visitors have to do is go to the kitchen window in the back room and say the magic words—”bacon, please”—and a basket containing a quarter-pound of golden brown goodness will arrive in minutes.
Whiskey Road has a lot going for it: atmosphere, a nice selection of beer, excellent burgers, chalkboard walls waiting to be written on, the aforementioned Guitar Hero, movies (“Spinal Tap” the night we were there). And bacon. Up to 40 pounds a night.
This is the stuff of legend.
Miller—a vegetarian, by the way—tells of two customers who went at it one evening in a greasy mano-a-mano competition.
“Both of them said something like after the fourth basket it stops being love and becomes a chore.”
One guy totaled six baskets—a pound and a half to us mere mortals—and wound up his night gulping water and drawing sketches on the wall of pigs eating people.
“We had a guy here, a tattoo artist,” Miller recounts. “Not in the best physical shape. He had, I think, six baskets. The next day I saw him and he said, ‘I’ve ingested all kinds of drugs, I’ve imbibed all kinds of alcohol. But I’ve never had a bacon hangover.’ “