WARNING - The following is totally OT...
Josephine wrote:Never been to the U-Baa, but I might check it out if you think the regulars are not too scary. Do they serve food, too?
I haven't been there for a couple of years, but no, the place isn't scary at all. It is actually divided into two sides, the UBAA side (I mistakenly hyphenated the name in my previous post) and the Old Crawford Inn side. The UBAA is basically a neighborhood bar with a pretty good beer selection. It is dominated by a huge U shaped bar. It can get pretty crowded and smokey. The Crawford Inn side is a (smoke-free) family friendly old style roadhouse type restaurant like you see all over Wisconsin with booths and tables with checkered table cloths. They have a very basic menu of burgers and sandwiches with daily specials like ribs, chicken and meat loaf. The burgers are very good. However, the main attraction of the Old Crawford Inn is not really the food, but the authentic family-tavern atmosphere which has probably changed little since the place opened in 1939 (except for the big screen TV in the bar area).
The story of UBAA, as I remember it, is as follows (I may have some of the details confused). At the end of prohibition, Evanston, being the birthplace of the Women's Christian Temperance Union, remained dry. To satisfy their thirst, Evanstonians and Northwestern University students had to sneak across Crawford Avenue into what was a no man's land between Niles Center (which became Skokie in 1940), Evanston and Wilmette, where Crawford takes a jog to the east (or west depending on what direction you're headed). The Old Crawford Inn was one of the establishments that catered to Evanston's backsliders. The bar room there had a big U-shaped bar, so the place got dubbed "The U Bar". I believe, at one point, the city of Evanston tried to annex that area, which would have forced the evil dens of iniquity along that border to close. Instead, the area became part of Skokie. Skokie however, in deference to its teetotaling neighbors, passed a law that forbade any establishment to have the word "bar" in its name, so the owners simply changed the R to an A, and UBAA was born.
Again, sorry for drifting so far of topic and rambling on, but I drank too many Diet Cokes and Red Bulls for breakfast today. Seriously, a friend who is a caterer got stuck with a couple of cases and unloaded some on me. I've been twitching like a bedbug all day.