I am not going to lie and say that Monk's Pub is a must-visit place. That would be a bit on the ludicrous side. However, if for lunch offerings you're looking for a bit of a change from the mundane cafeteria or personality-less food court (eg, Thompson Center / Citibank building), you can't go wrong with the Loop establishment that gave us the incongruous hybrid of the monastic life and inebriation. I have only been there for lunch, so I can't speak to its after-hours offerings. This corner of downtown is a ghost town after 5pm though, so the point may be moot.
Although pitched as a reasonably-priced dive bar, Monk's has begun attracting a more well-heeled clientele (mostly lunchtime Loop office workers) and developed a bit of a cult following over the years. It might just be a (un)happy coincidence that their prices have seen a bit of an uptick as well. In other words, if you're looking for truly cheap eats, head a few blocks north to Mike's on Chestnut and State by Loyola University's Water Tower Campus.
Monk's décor is reminiscent of a mini beer hall, with rickety wooden tables, amber lighting, and stained glass windows. Think "John Barleycorn's little brother." The service is nothing to write home about: the waitresses take orders competently, but are not of the sunniest disposition or particularly inclined to small talk or banter. This may just be because the restaurant is perpetually crowded, and they need to avoid a ten-car pileup of angry Chicago business folk who need to get back to the corporate home base for a 1:00 meeting.
The selection of beers is a bit limited, but they do carry decent Hefeweizens such as Hacker Pschorr. The food itself is a bit hit or miss. I enjoyed the buffalo chicken sandwich, flavored with a tangy chipotle mayonnaise. I was, however, less than enamored of the bland, clumpy hummus plate. I guess that's my fault for ordering a dish a bit far afield from the category of "pub food" in a dive bar. After all, outside of Seinfeld, few people typically go to a Pakistani restaurant for rigatoni or franks and beans.
Overpriced? Yes. High quality? Not so much. Worth checking out? Definitely.
On a more whimsical note, I'll tell you why I have a soft spot for Monk's. The pub has bookshelves lined with leather-bound books that, while not exactly Harvard Classics, play up its old-world charm. I popped open one of these titles one day entitled "Financial Self-Defense," and found contained within a five-dollar bill. If that's not a memorable experience I don't know what is.
Actually, come to think of it, the book was black vinyl-bound, emblazoned with the words "American Express," and had all the pages ripped out except for one with a gentleman's signature.
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