Madison Tavern

This fine establishment comes courtesy of the same guys who brought you Jackson Tavern and Randolph Tavern, so unobvious names aren’t really their strong suit. What is: a bunch of other, more important things. For example, lunch. You and someone of significant stature will take a seat surrounded by colorful abstract art and black-and-white portraits of famous people. Then you’ll order a ribeye sandwich and spicy shrimp tostadas. All will be right with the world. Of lunch. If it’s happy hour you seek, swing by with some thirsty coworkers and claim one of the long communal tables. You’ll have the apple-cider-y Metra Mule, Paul will order the Madison with rye and chocolate bitters, and Carl will just have a glass of milk.