Jim-may, my man! Nice place ya got here buddy. I was seeking a bar that was roughly halfway between Oak Park & Orland Park(meeting someone, heh heh), and I happened to stumble upon this über-divey treasure. Miller Lite was the only beer they had on tap, but you could get a bucket of it for like a nickel. Hyperbole? Maybe. A 60oz pitcher of the classic domestic swill cost only $ 5, which is pretty damn tough to beat if you ask me. Liz behind the bar was super friendly and introduced herself not long after I sat down. Once my +1 arrived, Liz was nice enough to make a bag of popcorn that she gave us to munch on. Talk about being given a warm reception! They don’t accept Discover and have a $ 10 minimum on credit card purchases, but for a small operation like this it’s to be expected, so I can’t fault them for that. Some of the barstools are a teensy bit ripped-up, although in a dive bar setting like this, I find that they truly ‘complete the look’. Great homey feel and a jukebox loaded with tons of tunes for 50¢ or a dollar per song. They’ve got billiards tables and a few slot machines that I imagine get a lot of play from their ‘regulars’. They also feature Karaōke on select nights of the week. There’s a very tasteful piece of nude art behind the bar, which I’m told is a painted portrait of someone who works there. Being a big fan of all things naked people, I found this to be a nice touch amidst the cans of Old Style and half-empty Smirnoff bottles. …and unless I’m mistaken, I definitely met/talked to/received free shots from *the* Jimmy of said namesake bar. His taste in Huey Lewis & The News(along with his great taste in hats) didn’t go unnoticed. He was hilarious and insisted that I stick around for a while [keep in mind this was at 11pm on a Wednesday], but I had to decline. Lyons is generally off my radar, but for the way I was greeted and taken care of at this establishment, I’d not hesitate for a second to stop back in, if I were to be in the area again.