Innertown Pub

There’s something about this place that makes me feel at home away from home. The interior is cozy and decked out with some odd stuff. They have a free pool table thats not a complete piece of shit. They have good servers with a moderate selection of good beers. The prices are reasonable. People bring their dogs in. They were playing jazz over the loud speaker when I arrived. Overall, Im real glad I got to check this place out.

The place is a really bad even for a dive bar. It has one of the filthiest bathrooms I’ve ever seen in Chicago. Sure, the drinks are cheap, but they’re also undrinkable unless you drink rum&coke college style or shoot cheap whiskey all night long. The bartenders are not friendly either and on top of everything it’s cash only. The only saving grace is the tamale guy who frequents this place.

This hole has so much character. I absolutely love it. Surely one of the best true artsy dive bars in all of Chi.

A lot to love, not a lot to dislike. Great atmosphere, nice bartenders, fair prices, free pool, and a good crowd.

Went here mid-​evening on 22 June with my brother. This place is pretty different and in a good way. Dive might be a good word, but it’s more than that. It’s as if, one year, the place was decorated for Halloween and then for Christmas, and then the decorations were never taken down. On my visit, there were TVs in there showing not sports but Barbarella, which is a semi-​erotic science-​fiction flick from the late 1960’s. I had the boilermaker special, which was a very healthy shot of Jameson and a pint of Pabst for something like $ 4. The bartender was very friendly and offered those sitting at the bar fresh fruit (strawberries, blueberries) that she had brought in just to be nice.

Dive bar central or King of the dives, have your pick. Minus the stank carpet that most dive bars are indicative of, it’s breathe-​easy in here with their tiled floors. (At a comedy open-​mic, a comedian on stage commented that it reminded her of «the Regal Beagle,» that’s a reference from the sitcom, «Three’s company.»)
Like most dives it’s complete with cheap beer, most spirit collections and interesting choices one has prolly never heard of, or tried for that matter. The dive is decked out with all that crap one collected from Grampa’s rummage sale.
The bar has been a bar for over a hundred years, though the Innertown has been around since the early 80’s. It’s kind of funny how hard they work at keeping it a dive or rather 80’s themed, I mean, it takes work these days. The fan light’s which offer a low glow to the bar are definitely old and in serious need of an upkeep. I’d say some tool and wrench work.

I hope no one ever ruins this place. It is awesome. Great, inexpensive drafts, friendly staff and plenty of space. Free pool in the back is really cool and the crowd is everyone from old Mexican dudes to hipsters to young couples and beyond.
This is a gem of a spot and I look forward to coming back.

Great place to hang. Love the free pool. What it does NOT have is darts. So don’t fall for that if you’re searching for darts.

This place is near perfect. Friendly staff, quirky décor, unpretentious (shocking, considering how close it is to the usual Wicker Park crowd), and welcoming. We landed there on a Sunday night, which happened to be second Sunday of the month, the night (along with last Sunday of the month) of FREE comedy, complements of TUXEDO CAT COMEDY TROUPE. Quite the talented roster of mixed types, but our personal favourites were Meaghan Strickland and Tom Brady. Definitely keep an eye out for these two. We will return. Enough said.

i love dives. especially this one as it holds a special place in mi corazon. free pool, jukebox’s off da hook, cheap beer, elvis, owls, all of grandpa’s old shit is in here. it’s dark as eff and the staff is cool if you’re cool.

I was never quite sure why this place is called a «Pub,» but it’s (as the rating system calls it) A-​OK in my book. The quintessential time to come here is on a Sunday-​Wednesday night, when you might be able to play free pool without a ludicrous wait.
When it isn’t a weekday, however, this place is TOO hopping — to the point that you cannot move unless you’ve arrived early and snagged a table. Even sitting at the bar sucks when it’s crowded because it seems like someone is always bumping you or trying to reach and talk over you. Not ideal. Also, the crowds can get a little rough. I’ve had one too many bike messengers who seem to frequent this place give me dirty looks… Please bathe. That is customary in our society. Weeknights have more of a local feel with regular people, but weekends turn into a hipster fashion show. Again, not ideal.
The bartenders are awesome — guy bartender gave us free shots once after a long wait for brews, and the chick with giant knockers knows what she’s doing and never gets intimidated or slow during a huge rush. Also, it’s pretty damn cool that dogs are allowed inside. Great jukebox too! I’m not sure if I would ever come here if I lived further than a mile away, but I live a few blocks away, so my sporadic pop-​ins will continue!

This bar is just my style, and by style I mean cheap, kitchy, friendly, casual, and fun. I laughed to myself as I made all of my friends come here for my birthday, even my heel clad girlfriends who avoid dives at all cost. It was great fun… for me! Definitely not for everyone, but a great neighborhood spot just off of the main Division Ave. drag.

We stopped at Innertown Pub second on a Wicker Park Dive Bar Pub Crawl. It was hands down my favorite of the night. The interior has a lot going by way of Christmas decorations, vintage paintings, and a little Elvis tribute. They were also playing awesome 80’s hits. The drinks are super cheap, and during the week, they have $ 2 pints. And they have a photo booth! :) I am definitely going to make my way back to Innertown Pub a lot!

This is a pretty decent place, as far as bars go. Friendly staff, fun ambience (Santa Clause and Elvis make a big presence here). It’s definitely a dive, but it’s fun. Very, VERY loud, but I expect nothing less from a dive bar. Pretty tasty gin and tonics.

Definitely a dive. A little stinky, but the bartenders are nice, prices are reasonable and it’s a good place to park yourself and have a few drinks during the non-​crowded hours.

Nostalgic moments of a few years back…
A real live Jukebox. Fashionistas behind the bar serving you. A pool table I think?!
The bartenders were cool. The gimlets were nice n’ stiff. Comfy bar stools.
Great starter place and than trek out towards Division later, or not.
It’s a neighborhood bar… dress whatever mood you feel.
It’s NORM with a MOD style look. (for the youngsters… a CHEERS character ref)

This is the ONLY bar that has not changed drastically (actually, it has not changed at all), since I first set foot in here way, way, way back as a youngster in 1994. That was an era when Sweet Alice was across the street. Sigh.
It is hard to believe, but Mike is still there. When he remembers who I am when I come home to Chicago to visit, he gives me a hug and buys me a drink (shot).
Thank god this place is still the divey, dirty, sloppy, dark hole that is has always been. Full of artists, riff-​raff, drunkards, smack users and a variety of freakazoids.
Yay-​yay-​yay for the falling apart jukebox, the scuffed and mangeled pool tables and the happy memories of hard core drinking with peoples now long gone.
Only the old Tumans’ was better and more beloved. May Innertown Pub live for eternity.

Just came back from this place. And I really like it. Maybe more than Rainbo, not sure. There are a lot of regulars here whom I recognize and they recognize back which is a nice feelings. Kinda like that one show back in the day where everyone was cheerful and cheered each other, I can’t remember the name.
The vibe, though subtle on the skin, is unique in each of the three dives that neighbor each other. Inner Town, Rainbo, and the Happy Village. But it was good vibrations tonight, so four stars — bravo! The only thing that would make it epic would be a photo booth… although maybe that would attract unwanted clientele. Hmm.
Oh yes, also a pool table.

I love the look of this place. Historic old bar, cool interior with tons of those sexy 70s girl posters everywhere. I went here on a packed weekend night and found the crowd to be fun and easy to talk to. This is the sort of bar, like many in Ukrainian Village that I bet is more fun to visit on off nights so you can take in the amazing interior and have a conversation with the bartenders. I would give this place three stars, but the inside is so awesome, I had to toss them the 4^th star.
The bar itself is perfect. It is wonderfully preserved, and the twin owl lamps on top of the bar make this place one of my favorite from a design perspective. Really a cool interior. It looks like a «dive» bar, but it is not a dive bar. In fact there are almost no «dive» bars in the area any more. If you see a bar with a sign that says Zimne Piwo” then you are walking into a dive bar. I bet this really never was a dive bar. It has the look of a solid working class corner bar where the bartenders made loans to drunks and had hot buffet two or three nights a week rather than something seedy from a Algren novel.
The bar has good beer on tap. As it got busier the bartenders tended to get grumpy (the dude bartenders seemed a bit rude) otherwise they were a cool bunch. The place is loud and full of hipsters and folks from a 2 – 3 block radius but I suspect it is more of a local place on the weekdays. Ukrainian Village is nothing like what it used to be, and this bar like some others is thriving. Any bar that has the «please don’t lock your bikes on our neighbor’s fences» is no longer a «dive bar» but a «hipster bar.»

If the company i’m with everytime I go here weren’t so great, I would never return. I walk in the door and wave to my boyfriend and his dad who I am meeting. And I get a nasty woman standing by the bar (which never has a lot of people in it, so there’s no chance she’ll lose sight of me) and in a nasty tone says «I’ll need to see your id.» Ok, ok, I’m 27 years old, I’m happy to show you my id.
Then I go up to the bar to buy the b/f’s dad a birthday drink. The same woman looks at me and I think that means what would you like, so I say 2 Old Styles please. She grabs a glass and goes towards the tap and I say, oh, in a bottle please. She says again in a nasty tone, «This isn’t for you.» I laugh and say «Ok, just didn’t want you to waste any of your delicious beer,» to try and ease her nastiness. Not even a semi smile. Ok, so that’s how we’re gonna be. $ 1 tip for you, my dear.
Then when either my b/​f or his dad goes to the bar, she is all smiles and giggles. F you. That’s all I have to say.