• Aimee Levitt
  • An old-fashioned old-fashioned

There’s no Henry at Henry’s Swing Club. The name comes from a 1947 John Lee Hooker song called “Boogie Chillen’” about a blues club in Detroit. The Henry there I imagine as a hepcat mixing drinks in his shirtsleeves for men in zoot suits and women in elaborate hats. You will not find any of these things at DMK Restaurants’s Henry’s Swing Club, a cavernous, garage-like space in River North where youthful investment banker types in ties play pool and clusters of young women in ponytails with expensive bags gather for postwork drinks.

Henry’s Swing Club, 18 W. Hubbard, 312-955-8018, henrys-swing-club.com