Finally, we ended our night at Paris Club. My friend, Adam, from high school is head of security there so he was able to get us in without much trouble. This is one of the top and biggest clubs in Chicago. Apparently it is where all the celebrities go when they are in town.
Well, we got into the downstairs which is known as Paris Club...but that is actually just the French restaurant. Upstairs is the actual club, Studio Paris. It was Lollapallooza weekend so Studio Paris was insanely packed and they were only taking people in who had table reservations. Long story short- we made friends with some Canadians who wanted to go in with us to get a table. We had a group of about 10 to split the table. But turns out only 4 of us made it in and the others never showed up. Imagine thinking that 10 people are going to split a very large bill for table service at the biggest club in one of the biggest cities in the US but then only 4 people show up. You get where this is headed, right? A VERY, VERY expensive, unplanned, grumpy wife end to the night.
Moving on to happier thoughts...it was a really trendy, cool place to be but good luck getting in and be prepared to spend a large chunk of $$ if you do get it. Don't say I didn't warn you. :)
All this plus a bottle of champagne for 4 people. Awesome...not.