The Solstice (CLOSED)

The dream of the 1990s is alive at this dreary Lincoln Park lounge, where dessert-inspired martinis (such as the treacly Peanut Butter Cup, complete with a graham cracker–crusted glass) pair with actual desserts (an unexceptional key lime tartelette; caramel feuilletine cake). The cocktails are obviously made on-site; the desserts are blatantly not. In both cases, the only thing worse than consuming these vessels for sugar is anticipating the headache to come.