The Whistler in Logan Square came highly recommended by several talented local bartenders as a great up and coming place to check out cocktails in Chicago. Based off our visit, I would beg to differ.
After a 30 minute wait to get inside, only to discover the place was more than half empty (somehow it still took forever to get a drink at the bar due to their unorthodox mixing procedues– one person only pouring spirits, the other stirs, the other garnishes?), I would say it was not exactly worth the wait.
Had the drinks themselves been killer, you’d hear me sing a different tune. Unfortunately, my cocktail was a sloppy mismash of disparate flavors. No balance, no intrigue, no subtlety. I can’t say much more for the drinks my brother and Zach ordered either, although they liked them well enough to finish.
I switched to a good stand by craft brew from one of my favorite breweries, the Great Lakes’ Elliot Ness, and was quite happy to stay and imbibe for awhile longer. It’s a shame the drinks weren’t up to snuff, because some serious Motown grooves were playing over the loudspeakers, making the open floor a substantial dance party (complete with, pardon the cliche, but a gorgeous African-American woman with a killer ‘fro getting serious about getting down).
So overall, space was nice enough, music was great, cocktails were meh, and not worth the wait to get inside. I wouldn’t really recommend to anyone heading to the city for cocktails specifically. Especially since the bar is also out in Logan Square, which is a hike from all the other cocktail bars worth visiting.