We admit to being at times conflicted about the Billy Goat Tavern,and we don't just mean whether to stop in or head home. On one hand,it was the backdrop of so many journalistic memories, of Mike Roykoand the days when there were typewriters to throw and men to throwthem. On the other, all those tourist buses, all those pink-facedIowa ladies in their cat sweaters nursing a light beer for an hour,then giddily hurrying to the Hard Rock Cafe.
The answer, of course, is that the Goat is all those things andmore. A Chicago icon, now with several locations. We can't help butroot for the Goat because it's close, it's cheap, and mostimportantly, it's home, at times. So we …
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