“At the violet hour, when the eyes and back Turn upward from the desk, when the human engine waits Like a taxi throbbing waiting . . . At the violet hour, the evening hour that strives Homeward, and brings the sailor home from sea” T.S. Eliot, “The Waste Land” (1922).The Violet Hour is a James Beard Outstanding Bar Program nominee, serving handcrafted artisanal cocktails in the heart of Wicker Park.