Last Call Tamales Dad Hat

Some nights in Chicago end the same way. The lights come up around 2 A.M., the bartender calls last round, and someone walks in with a cooler. Inside are tamales, still warm in their husks, sold by the bag to whoever is left. Nobody planned on it, and nobody says no. It's the best part of the night, and you only get it if you stayed.

A steaming cooler and LAST CALL TAMALES stitched up front in navy, white and red, 2 A.M. on the right side and the Mayvick mark in navy on the back. Unstructured six-panel dad hat, one size.

Verse: PS 90:17, stitched small on the left side.