You can almost see it in my Twitter header image, a ramshackle building sticking out like a jaundiced sore thumb along Addison Street just down from Wrigley Field. The windows are plastered with posters gone nearly as yellow as the facade’s paint, beyond which is a collection of kitsch that looks like something out of Hoarders. Even if you never patronized the place, it was impossible not to recognize Yesterday as an iconic holdover from a previous chapter of Wrigleyville’s history.
But just as the lawn chairs and coolers on the roofs along Waveland and Sheffield have long since past, Yesterday’s tomorrows are running out.