Comment of the day: old Uptown speakeasy should be resurrected as bar

Uptown Broadway Building

Uptown Broadway Building

Our photo post on the Uptown Broadway Building, at Leland and Broadway, prompted an entertaining insider’s view from Commenter “Why require when I can lie?” about the finer points of the historic structure and life in Uptown (word has it that Realtor and developer Thad Wong deos plan on using the basement for a bar / nightclub, as the commenter suggests):

The Uptown Broadway building was rehabbed (sort of) by a company named Preservation Chicago in the late ’80s. I have a friend who had an office there, and I am ashamed to say that I ended up crashing there for a few weeks. So I know the building well.

It was built by Capone, and there used to be a speakeasy in the basement. When I was there, the basement was an abandoned beauty parlor with no windows and very garish purple paint job.

A bar would still probably be the best use of the basement space — someone could probably get a lot of mileage out of the Capone / speakeasy connection. There was also a scary medical clinic in one of the above ground spaces.

The building has a couple of problems, though. The main one is that the trains run so close to the back of the building that things literally shake inside. My computer (an old pre-Dell PC’s Limited 286) used to reboot every now and then when trains passed. It’s got a funky shape, too — the South end of it comes down to a point, which is impractical. But it’s a beautiful place.

There used to be a bar in the neighborhood — I think it was called Sherri’s Hillbilly Haven. And I remember coming out of the Uptown Broadway one night, and getting accosted by a hillbilly with a baseball bat who asked me if I was ready to fight for white people in the coming race war. He was a very scary guy.

And there was a bum on the block who used to hold his arms out and run down the street, through traffic — he called it “flying”. He was famous for going up to people and shouting, “Give me 10 dollars!” No beating around the bush for that guy. He was a big too, and pretty intimidating.

But balancing all of that off was a place that sold some of the best spring rolls I ever had, for $1.50. I wish I had some now.

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