Archer Liquors

They have a lot of stuff but… I called ahead to see if they had something really specific that I couldn’t find anywhere and when they said «yes but we have a limit on how much you can buy» I drove out of my way to go. Then when I got there they wouldn’t let me buy it because I wasn’t a part of their little point program. That’s just poor customer service. They did not gain a new customer with that attitude.

All I have to say is. Yes. All the beers.

Sure you could spend an hour or more in Binny’s, getting starstruck by all the beers that they carry and the get lost in aisles that make your head spin. Or you could take a trip down Archer Avenue and visit Archer liquors. If you’re a beer enthusiast, make a visit and you will be suprised at how much craft beer they have for such a small space. They have a good selection from breweries all over the country, including Bear Republic, Great Lakes, Southern Tier, Three Floyds, Stone and Lagunitas.
The nice thing about this place is that they are very reasonably priced, the staff are friendly and you can build a six pack with any beer in the store (they all have single bottle prices). If you visit their website they’ve got a fresh report of new beers they get in and their beer guy is very knowledgeable. Another fun thing to do while getting your beer is play Find the six pack holders. They’ve got a box of empty holders to build your own sixer that float around the store, so if you can’t find them right away, just keep looking. Just don’t remove bottles from a full sixpack and use it. They’re not too keen on that.
On a recent trip I bought some 22 ounce craft beers, built my own sixpack and bought a bottle of sobieski bizon grass all for under 50 bucks. Defintely one of my regular stops.

Small and compact. Man, can this place pack itself with liquor! Quick and friendly service for your regular drunk like me.

Not the largest selection of craft beers from a quantity standpoint, but from a quality standpoint? Outstanding. Stopped in for the first time last night and walked away VERY impressed. One great feature? On craft beers you can take a single out of a six pack and do some sampling. Picked up several 12 oz. bottles and bombers rated 100 on
, including quite a few I have never tried. But being able to take home a single instead of a whole six pack makes me MUCH more willing to try something I haven’t tried before, but am not quite sure about. This will definitely make my list of regular stores I stop at once every week or two to check out if anything new is available. They had several things I haven’t seen anywhere else, so the guy who handles the beer knows his stuff extremely well.

A great selection of micros, cheap stuff and the classic neighborhood ethnic brews. Excellent pricing on top shelf stuff, and it has that smell.
When you enter you are faced with that reality of, huh, is this what it has come to, am I really drawn towards this place.
Yes like a moth to the moon, cramped, stinky, and crowded with old Poles who if arrested would be placed in front of a fire hose, I love those old tough guys. If they can speak your language ask them about the bad old days, when the Reds ran their country, and how walking up to the liquor store to harden their liver had been a life long dream.
The help is intense, tattood, snarkey and quick to turn on a punk with no ID. These ladies can take you out by your hair if they need to so don’t try any funny business.
They even post their new inventory on a website!

A man must admit his mistakes
after all it is the act of acknowledgement of one’s own shortcomings, let downs, and miss haps that make the man
With that being said, I ask this query
«when was the last time you pissed yourself»?
don’t lie, be honest and «staining» counts
I used to be able to admit that the last time I did this, I was 3 and wore corduroy overalls, Velcro shoes, and had no grasp of the holy trinity or indoor plumbing. this was until a visit to Archer Liquors.
Was it the first time there? No
The first time i had beer? Certainly not.
Just a random night
a cold and snowy night.
Feeling parched, listless and without gainful employment I made the short jaunt over to the southwe st side purveyor of sudsy delight.
Like a fat child in a candy store I bounded their cramped aisles and cold domestic and imported beer section. Grabbing names like Ayinger, Golden Pheasant, Dead guy Ale, and Samuel Smith’s winter ale.
Standing at the counter the service noticed I was hobbled by a recent injury and ordered one of their help to assist in hefting my large box of beer into my truck. A fine gesture indeed.
Although the prices on some of their more exotic offerings may seem quite high they’re actually as low and some times even lower than the «big box liquor stores», plus they don’t have silly member cards. Staff has always been very helpful and courteous.
Making my route back to the homestead, I rang some comrades and let them in on my new found bounty.
What followed was the usual tomfoolery and hi jinx that follow a $ 85 purchase of both foreign and domestic beers.
loud stereo
drunken arguments
wrestling exhibitions in the front room
moments of heartfelt apologies
consequent retraction of heartfelt apologies
talking about baseball in the middle of the winter
and eating lunch meat and cheese with no bread
it all ended in a blur
Lingering visions of the night blurred by malted hops
Awakening on the living room Asian rug in the morning, i was chance to find my crotch and pant leg soaked.
«What was this «I wondered, wafting the smell toward my nostrils
In an instant it became quite clear
either my comrades had poured distilled water on my crotch after I fell asleep or the cat jumped up on me and pissed on my pants.
After further inspection I found both of the scenarios to be quite silly
I was resigned to the fact
that I had pissed myself.
It was well hidden for many days, not even the wife knew. Then some days later it came up in a conversation amongst friends.
It was agreed that it does indeed happen from time to time after copious amounts of alcohol are ingested.
I gave testimony of that fate full evening and the surprise that awaited in the morning.
A «mea culpa» of sorts
My admission was meet with a compassionate and caring tone from my mates.
«Happens to all of us sometime, buddy» they reassured me.

I’m going to agree with previous posters that it looks kind of sketch… but c’est la vie! What brought me here was I saw online that they had Sierra Nevada/​Dogfish Head’s Life & Limb, which is really difficult to find; I e-​mailed them, and «Randy» e-​mailed me back saying that he put a bottle (the limit) on hold for me until I could come pick it up. I thought it was really cool that he would do that for me.
When I went in, I was really confused– am I really getting some world class beer at a place that has cases of camo print high life?! Then I walked to the other part of the store, and why yes, yes I am. As a note on price: I actually found them to be cheaper than other places I had looked: Goose Island Bourbon County was 11.99 compared to 13.99 at Binny’s, etc. I wish I had gotten to shoot the shit about beer for a while, but there were doing inventory so I only got to talk a little. They have a pretty good selection, and what I consider to be really reasonable prices. Now if I didn’t live so goddamn far away from it…

A great small liquor store on the southside. Lots of import and microbrew choices, which is surprising since most south side bars are your standard Bud/​Miller/​Coors type of stuff you wouldn’t think you’d find a gem like this. I’m in here probably 6 – 8 times a year when I’m in the area. I will stop in even when I don’t need beer. I’ve never left empty handed.

This was our spot for buying good beers when we lived on the Southwest side. Prices are great, as is the selection; the guy who runs this place is a real beer enthusiast who knows his stuff. If he doesn’t have something and you want it, chances are he’ll order it for you.
Also, if you’re interested in home brewing, this is a great place to go to get supplies.
Hit up Joe and Franks on Archer and Harlem after you pick up your booze to grab some of their great polish sausage to throw on the grill!

Though I’ve lived in the area my whole life, I’ve only stepped in the place once. My girlfriend and I had purchased a brew in Logan Square and when we had wanted it again, the store didn’t have it. We searched for it online and found it in my backyard.
4 stars for the beer selection is pretty damn good considering the alternatives.
Prices are reasonable for the mainstream, and a little pricey for the smaller (better) stuff.