I care very much. This is shameful. When places like Standee's disappear, the city loses a tiny bit of its soul.
I had a surprisingly un-lonely Thanksgiving dinner there back in 2003, before I met my wife. They carved a turkey to order, had all the fixins I could ask for. The staff made me feel like I was eating in their home.
Great diner food, great jukebox that had both Zep and Miles Davis, and, mercifully, was rarely played during the hangover hours of daylight. Waitresses who looked like your favorite grandmother and called you 'hon'. That miraculous neon sign over that inviting storefront facade on that quintessential crosscut of a Chicago street which could've been featured on a classic Blue Note album cover. Open 24 hours, which meant after we locked the doors at the bar, we could head over for a post-shift meal or 9 am breakfasts followed by a walk along the lakeshore. The rumble of the train nearby. The drunks and the students and the first-shifters eating breakfast next to third-shifters eating dinner. Great view through the front window. And, for some of us, tons of memories from decades of sitting in those cozy booths. How sad that it's going away.
I read that the M.Henry crowd is taking over the spot. We lived around the corner from the Clark/Bryn Mawr location. We went twice, each time wanting to make it our new breakfast spot, but left thinking both times that it was average food priced too high. And now, I wish nothing but misfortune for both the landlord and the M.Henry group for their respective parts in the Standee closing. May their new year be filled with drunks vomiting on their doorsteps, and may they discover it a footstep too late.
Good luck Standee and staff. You'll be missed. And I know I'm not gonna be the only one who will keep warm memories of that wonderful little diner.
I hate kettle cooked chips. It takes too much effort to crunch through them.