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The Real Estate Lounge Chicago Welcomes Mitch Aronson to the Team

10-30-08
Tom McCarey

Mitch says "Whassup?"If you see this guy lurking around your place, don't worry. He's a pleasant young man with dozens of funny stories, wonderful insights, a zest for life and a deep knowledge of the Chicago real estate market.

Plus he is the newest member of the team at The Real Estate Lounge Chicago.

Mitch Aronson, somebody who I have known personally for a dozen or so years and professionally for just a few years less, joined The Lounge team earlier this week after lengthy and successful stints at my old stomping grounds.

Mitch is among the finest of Chicago's real estate professionals, with a passion for his work and an unrivaled "tool box" with which to assist his buying and selling clients.

We are thrilled to have Mitch join the frenzy in our active team and excited to introduce him to the ins and outs and many pluses of working with Chicago's @ properties brokerage, the city's top residential real estate brokerage.

A lifelong Chicagoan and native of the North Side, Mitch and his family live in Chicago's Rogers Park neighborhood. His beautiful daughter Midori is Jackson's age and the two of them are great friends.

Looking at Mitch's "happy-happy" face in the picture above brought to mind an old beer commercial and a current day reprisal of the antics of the guys in the current environment just a few short days before Tuesday's oh-so-important presidential election.

Couch Sitting & Bud Sipping Asking "Whassup?"

Beaten Down But Not Defeated with Hope on the Horizon

Chicago - One of America's Finest Cities

10-24-08
Tom McCarey

Chciago TribuneMy colleague emailed me this morning with what he termed was a "must read" url. Since just about everything that he forwards to me is entertaining and edifying, I did as he advised and clicked through to read his recommendation.Sure enough, the link went to an entertaining Chicago Tribune article detailing just how much Chicagoans love their city.

As a long-time resident of Chicago, I can attest to this love. Heck, even my three-year-old was able to say "Go Cubs!" before his third birthday and repeatedly intones Chicago with glee in his voice when we are in a holding pattern waiting to land at O'Hare International Airport.

The nature of the Tribune article triggered a "hmm" moment. So I started mulling over the idea of how Chicago is perceived outside of Chicago.

Since you are here soaking up the words that I utter in this electronic forum, you don't need a primer from me about the ins and outs of the web. But let me tell you, as soon as the idea tickled my cerebellum I set off on a a google exploration using search terms that included "most livable" and "best" along with Chicago and 2008.

FastCompany.com Votes Chicago Top CityIn the brief slice of time I allowed myself to wander down this path I came up with some wonderful techno-snapshots of the real perception of Chicago by folks who don't dwell here.

Perhaps the most glowing praise came from FastCompany.com who named Chicago the US City of the Year for 2008. FastCompany's praise cited the city's architecture, its culture, its vibrancy, its greenness, its diversity, its economy, and its eye toward the future and capacity to continue growing in honoring us.

True, true, and true.

Unlike other aging cities in the midwest, Chicago never made the mistake of cordoning off its lakefront for private industrial purposes. Instead, through the genius of Daniel Burnham a century earlier, the city assiduously maintained public access to the shores of Lake Michigan for recreational purposes.

Thus there are beaches up and down the lakefront, from the city's north to south sides along with a wonderful bike path and a ridiculous number of public parks where you will witness Chicago's vibrant diversity on any given day.

City Mayors Group Says Chicago is TopsMore praise came Chicago's way from the City Mayors organization. While in polling terms this one might be referred to as an outlier, it is relevant to the present discussion as it declares Chicago tops among 14 cities around the world. In this tally Chicago received high marks in "convenience, a sense of freedom and an ease in meeting people, ...sports and cultural activities, public transportation and the diversity of people."

Maybe Not #1, But Third Isn't BadAnd while Travel and Leisure magazine doesn't rank Chicago as the top metropolis, I don't take it as a real slight. It is simply a measure that takes into consideration our winter weather that drops us to Number Three. Nudging ahead of us are Boston and San Francisco.

And face it, that's not bad company.

The nice thing about Travel and Leisure's ranking is that it is fueled by the input of visitors. I can and will market Chicago to locals and others at the drop of a hat, talking about Michigan Avenue, the Art Institute of Chicago, the University of Chicago, our architecture, our people, our diversity, our restraurants, our lakefront, and our parks.

Another poll that is sustained by the input of visitors is found at Conde Nast. Bandying about the globe to sumptuous places where delightful meals are served by nattily attired servers who appear to have memorized the Four Season's service manual these folks have determined that Chicago is the fifth-ranked city in the United States. Figuring into our status with these well-heeled folks are our restaurants, food and wine, culture, and family friendliness.

Ahead of us on this list are, from bottom to top, Sante Fe, New York, Charleston, and San Francisco.

Conde NastAt the end of the day I suppose I circle back to the beginning of the day when I received an email from a friend who urged me to check out something on the Chicago Tribune's website that was not only interesting, but also accurate.

Chicagoans love Chicago. And at the same time, so too do folks outside of Chicago. So much so that I am showing one of my condo listings tomorrow to a corporate relocation client from Boston. At the same time I am working with an international buying client and also a couple relocating to Chicago from within the United States.

I would like to tell you that both parties have chosen to work with me and the team at The Real Estate Lounge Chicago because of my charm. But the truth is more likely that they trust my expertise as it relates to the Chicago real estate market.

Rainy Day Bike Rides and Voting Early in Chicago

10-21-08
Tom McCarey

Our efforts to enjoy the great outdoors Monday were stymied by an intermittent rainfall. At one point there seemed to be a window of opportunity, so we harnessed the bikes on the 4-Runner and made our way to the bike path at Caldwell Woods. Right when we got there the sprinkles galvanized into a full-fledged downpour, and chased us into the nearby SuperDawg Drive-in. For those of you who haven't been to SuperDawg you can't consider yourself a real Chicago hot dog aficionado until you have made eye contact with the dancing hotdog atop the drive in while sating your appetite. While some may prefer Portillo's, these two pooch purveyors balance in my mind to create a finely tuned fulcrum of the Chicago dog experience. It's rare that a return trip from O'Hare International Airport won't feature an exit at Nagle and a jaunt to SuperDawg near the intersection of Milwaukee/Nagle/Devon. So as Lucas eased into a carseat nap, Jackson was chomping at the bit to down some of the goods from this culinary wonderwerk. No worries for those reading today who are keeping a tally, Jackson's lunch wasn't a dog - his fare was a grilled cheese with fries and a portion of a chocolate shake. A few hours later we did wheel the bikes out of the garage with the boys in their seats. The weather decided to cooperate and we wanted to join the growing chorus of early voters so we greenly made our way to perform our civic duty at the Edgewater Public Library. With five minutes to spare before the 5pm closing we walked in, showed our state id's to cast early ballots. With Lucas balanced on my knee my eyes welled up with tears as I saw Barack Obama's name at the top of the ticket. So with Jackson at her side and Lucas on my knee we joined the growing ranks of early voters. Leaving the overly warm library auditorium and buoyant with the future we hope our small efforts will visit on our boys and our country we made our way back outside, straddled our bikes and rode to the lakefront to scratch a path somewhat south along Lake Michigan with no particular destination in mind. Perhaps the clear skies at the end of the day are an omen of good things to come. That's what we are feeling here at The Real Estate Lounge Chicago.

Sacred Chicago Real Estate - Wrigley Field Where the Cubs Keep Winning

06-13-08
Tom McCarey
Gorgeous Expanse of Green in Grass and IvyWrigley Field on a sunny Summer afternoon...

Few things in life provide such a rare pleasure. And with the Chicago Cubs tearing up the national league with a major league-leading 42 wins, the Friendly Confines have rarely been friendlier real estate to this life-long Cubs fan.

Early on Cubs ace Carlos Zambrano was tagged for a two-run shot to left. But given the offensive firepower surrounding him and with the wind whipping the left field flags like mad, this deficit seemed puny and easy to overcome.

Except it wasn't.

The Hand Operated Scoreboard at Wrigley FieldInning after inning the northside nine put up goose egg after miserable goose egg. In days of old (going back an entire century) Cubs fans would have anticipated the worst. An "L" for loss would be lifted atop the center field score board and that would be that, a simple single pockmark in a season rife with the rough terrain of far too many pockmarks.

But this team has proven to be different. And this day would be proof of this difference.

After several false starts, the Cubs finally gained a little traction in the 7th inning and halved the Atlanta Braves lead to 2-1. Given the fact that the Cubs have been scoring runs in droves, one run should be a gimme.

The Only Good W - Win at WrigleyTurns out the gimme waited until the bottom of the 9th to show up. That's when Jim Edmonds poked a line drive homer to the basket in left to tie the score. Ah, the universe felt as if it was coming back to a charitable disposition. Except that in this instance charity wasn't given - it was taken. And the final collection waited until the 11th inning to bear its lovely toothy smile.

To set the table of the 11th inning picture the bases loaded with Cubs and no outs. Great position for pinch hitter Reed Johnson to be in as he took his place at the plate. He waited for the delivery of the first pitch from the brand new reliever when instead of getting a hit to win the game he was simply hit to win the game.

Kind of anticlimactic, yes, but nonetheless Johnson was hit by the first pitch, forcing in the winning run and the Cubs improved their major's leading victory total to 43.

And we raised our voices as if in unison we 41,000+ faithful on hand to mark this latest entry in what we hope is a storybook season for this team we call our own.

Warm Living Room at 726 AddisonBy the way, located at Sheffield and Clark, Wrigley Field is two and a half blocks from a transcendent bit of Chicago real estate listed by Tom McCarey of The Real Estate Lounge Chicago - 726 Addison is a luxury condo on the top floor of a fully rehabbed all brick building. With a flowing extra wide layout, this condo is perfect for any number of Chicago real estate buyers, including first-time buyers or buyers looking for a bit more space in a wonderful Lakeview location, or out of towners looking for an in-town residence.

And another thing...

Commerial Kitchen at 1858 RaceAnother simply gorgeous residence that single home seekers in the Chicago real estate market need to know about is 1858 Race.

Occupying a bright corner in Chicago's very hot East Village, this contemporary four-level luxury single family is the rarely available under $1MM residence. Having represented the buyers when we purchased in 2004 I can speak to the top notch quality of this Chicago single family home from top to bottom - commercial grade kitchen, artistic floating staircase, solid 8-foot doors, hardwood floors throughout, 6-zoned multi-component sound, awesome penthouse suite with walkout deck with beyond-your-imagination Chicago skyline views. Plus there's a deck atop the two-car garage. This home will appeal to luxury home seeker who is either a current Chicago resident or is a corporate relocation to Chicago.

For more information on either of these must see homes, either call me at 773.848.9241 or email me tom@TheRealEstateLoungeChicago.com.

A Saturday Night Meal Leaves Something to be Desired

05-18-08
Tom McCarey
Jackson Towers Over TrumpWe cleared the 5.30 threshold Saturday night and somehow we figured we were ahead of the game.

The diaper bag was packed.

The boys were strapped into their seats.

Westward ho went the four of us, tracking down a barbecue joint new to us but universally acclaimed by those many who preceded us to its doorstep.

Saturday night wasn't such a great worry as we had pushed forward our timeline and scurried out the door sooner than the masses.

Or so we thought.

Hearkening back to some real old daysIn such haste had we left our Edgewater abode that we didn't even have the restaurant's exact address. Fortunately the Blackberry was able to sift through our misspelling and pointed us to Smoque near Grace and Pulaski in Chicago's Old Irving neighborhood.

Unfortunately our well-intended plans hit snag number one as the threshold of this well-received (and tiny) eatery was packed with would-be diners whose mere presence meant a hefty wait.

No can do with Jackson and Lucas and their need to eat timely and satisfying meals.

Lucas Riding along with guy named BobSo we punched the gas and cruised south to Diversey and Western to check out Fat Willy's in Logan Square. With more seats than Smoque we were hopeful that Fat Willy's would be able to accommodate us. Unfortunately when we rolled up there were even more people milling about the outside of this joint waiting for tables that were some 40-60 minutes away from being available.

Crestfallen with forehead to steering wheel forlornness was creeping into my emotional vocabulary.

Time now was definitely not our ally as any place to eat worth its salt would have a wait. And waiting we couldn't afford to do with two hungry lads whose primary means of communication is guttural utterances and heart-wrenching cries when they don't get their due.

We eased onto Western, southbound, with no destination in mind when Nicole suggested Calvin's near Western and Armitage in Palmer Square.

Twice before we had eaten here. Both times were satisfactory. At this point rave reviews would give way to simple satisfaction.

I suppose at the end of the day that is exactly what we encountered at Calvin's. Simple satisfaction.

It was satisfactory. No one got food poisoning. No one broke out in hives. And though the restaurant no longer buys ice (thus no iced tea which is nearly sacrilege at a rib joint), our beverages were cool enough to comfortably drink.

Nicole & Jackson on the RiverBut come to think about it a Saturday night meal is meant to be more than satisfactory. I don't expect a marching band to high step by with each chewed morsel or every sip of a milk shake to catapult me into remembrances of pony rides as a child.

But in the front and back of my mind I expect our Saturday night dining experience to surpass merely satisfactory. But the pulled pork lacked punch, the meat refused to fall gingerly from the ribs, the turkey tasted processed, and the sweet potato fries looked like something alien and tasted as bad as they looked.

But we didn't face a line out the door to sit down and dine. Looks like there's a reason for that.

But all was not lost as we detoured to Chicago's Southport Corridor on the way home and hit the Dairy Queen at Grace and Southport. And as raindrops fell we settled in to enjoy a dipped cone and a perfectly delectable Heath Bar blizzard.

As my aged and frail mom would say, the DQ experience was a "wow, wow, wow."

Triple wow and two sugar coated babies. The perfect way to end a Saturday night.