But when we arrived, no draft High Life was found. Bottles of the stuff were $3, though, and we ordered a round. Despite Alonsoville's knack for attracting Loyola undergrads in large supply for its bargain-basement cheap-booze happy-hour specials, Alonso's is, of course, known for its admirable beer selection. "Wow-I've never gotten that order before," our bartender responded, slightly taken aback. He procured four bottles anyway, and we each took a swig. Pale, fizzy, light-bodied, and bland, the High Life didn't impress. As we drank disappointedly, it dawned on us that this inferior substitute for an actual glass of champagne was perhaps not the "high life" we were intended to explore, and that perhaps it had to do with the fact that the General Assembly was about to vote to decriminalize possession of less than 10 grams of marijuana. Feeling foolish, we finished our round quickly, paid, and adjourned. Next time, we'll think a little harder.