Today, I booked a reservation, about a month in advance, to go dine at Schwa when I’m in Chicago in May. It’s been on my list for a while, but it got bumped to the top after I read this article. While it will still be a bit of a splurge, a- I’ll be celebrating being 1/3 done with law school, and b- it’s BYO so we’ll definitely save on alcohol costs.
I’m going with Eric, Corrie and her boyfriend Eric.
So, why is this such a big deal that I’m talking about it in advance? Because trying to get a reservation at Schwa is a Herculean task. The entire staff of the restaurant is three guys. They are kitchen staff, wait staff, host staff, bussing, and everything in between. The reservation line is just a cordless phone in the kitchen. Sometimes they pick up, sometimes they don’t. It’s very luck of the draw. I called 4 times before getting through. When I finally did, I was shocked. But I got the reservation. May 9, Schwa, here I come.
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