“I got you next time.” -Chicago. This week we deep dive into Chicago’s financial history like a disappointed father who’s college daughter still has his credit card. ($147 at RPM Steak Brittany? Do you think you’re Beyoncé or something??) But even with the tolls, the fees, the parking tickets, the high sales tax, the insane cost of living, the Uber surcharges, the snow in April, and the standstill traffic, Chicago is still the greatest city there is.

Let’s be honest, no one knows how slutty you are more than your doorman. That friendly greeter downstairs has more dirt on you than your college ex you’ve resorted to blocking on Venmo. This week, we interview one of Chicago’s finest concierges for a first hand approach to what this career really entails, insane experiences, and doorman stories you won’t believe...

Nothing comes close to St Patrick’s Day in Chicago. From 6am eventbrite bar crawl scams, to bagpipe contingencies, to dumping 45 pounds of f*cking green dye in the river, the Windy City never misses an opportunity to drink. Between sending 11am “you up?” texts, to passive aggressive Irish goodbyes, we discuss our most embarrassing CHIrish past times (that we might not 100% remember) along with our unrequested feedback on Irish cuisine (Hagus anyone?) and hospitality advise you didn’t ask for. so buckle up, for an uncensored account of the greatest drinking day of the year, in the greatest city of all time. Chicago.