Lottie's Pub

So you’re wondering how a sports bar with a crowd of screaming coeds and an impressive list of drinkable “bombs” (when Jäger alone just won’t cut it anymore) found its way into Bucktown. But you’re ripping Blue Bombs, sucking down the 32-ounce Schooners like they’re holy water and hogging the pool table, so the frat-mentality invasion can’t be all that bad.