Don’t Worry

I was there once a while ago with some friends that live in the neighborhood and we had a lot of fun, but I was passing by lately and saw that it was out of business. I don’t know the whole story maybe it’s just temporary, but who knows.

great bar I used to go there all the time. but I moved ,
great polish beers, nice girls

Bizarre.
I live about two blocks away and have only been here maybe 4 times in as many years.
It’s an odd little place. Somewhere you would imagine Jack Tripper and Larry to be found picking up «chicks».
Mirrored disco ball. Mirrored walls. Parquet dance floor/​stage.
I should have felt like I was in the 70’s, but instead felt like I was in Poland. The last time we popped in there, I think we were the only English speaking people there. I requested and was denied just about every domestic beer on the list before I settled for a Polish Okocim. My friend ordered a Harp and was given a non-​alcoholic Sharp… not once, but TWICE. I think the bartender was new, she was slow and unresponsive.
Anyone else would give up, but I am not willing to give up on this place. It has potential… just needs a bit of a makeover and a decent bartender.
I’m worried.

I’d move to Portage Park just for this bar alone! It’s super fun. Happy, attractive Polish bartenders, Irish owned (at least that’s what I was told by a regular), and frequented by some really cool people.
Great Polish music on jukebox AND heavy metal. Locals are extremely friendly and inviting.
Super clean bar (cleanest I’ve seen in awhile). A mix of pink and mirrored and thatched and Tiki is exhilaratingly puzzling as well, but I like it!

My first time here I felt immediately welcomed at this diverse Polish-​owned neighborhood bar specializing in guiding neighborhood drinkers from one drinking holiday to the next (St. Patrick’s day) and all the days in between. The juke box is mostly a mix of Polish and Hawaiian dance classics with just a little classic rock. If by some mistake you’re not having a great time here, just play some of the classics on disc 88– «don’t worry be happy,» «day-​o,» «red red wine» and the regulars staring down into their 0.5 L drafts will come to life and join you on the dance floor. The rare foosball table and pool table crowd this dark and tiny space which has a disco ball spinning ²⁴⁄₇ in the front room.

This place has charm to it. I personally don’t come here all that often, but I like that it exists. I feel like I’m drinking in somebody’s dream basement here!
First, the clientele is mixed with local folks, workers from the car dealers on Irving, Polish immigrants, a real mix. The staff is Polish and they card everybody. Overall, I like this place since I never feel like some drunk guy is gonna start a fight in here like you’ll find at divey Polish places around here.
The décor is great. You walk in and immediately are hit with the reflections off the rotating disco ball above the small parquet dance floor butted up against the mirrored wall. Not for epileptics. The ball is lit and spins at all times– strange on weeknights when nobody pumps a buck in the juke box and the place is silent! The disco ball doesn’t get any less strange once somebody does pay for a tune, since the juke box is loaded with heavy metal! Some good heavy metal in there, but still the week night crowd is not exactly picking out disco ball material.
There is a standard long bar with stools and in the back there’s another area with a couple of pool tables and a Tornado foosball table– it’s a buck for nine balls but really slow/​sticky. Overall the place is dimly lit (except for the disco ball), and kinda cozy and everybody is really friendly– the name fits! So Don’t Worry is fucking great, but I gotta be in the mood for it.