R Public House in Rogers Park on March 15. Since we moved to RP it's become our favorite "local" and when we heard about the governor's order we wanted to show them some support. (I'm glad we went Sunday because I believe they decided not to open on Monday, even though the ban didn't go into effect until late Monday evening.)

No pictures of the food, but they have a TouchTunes jukebox (you can control from your phone), and Mr. CE started playing a Coronavirus playlist. ("It's the End of the World" by REM was the first song. I don't remember all of them, but they included "Fever" by Peggy Lee, "Don't Stand So Close to Me" and "Every Breath You Take" by the Police, and "I Will Survive" by Gloria Gaynor.) A lot of the staff know that we regularly use TouchTunes, and by the time we left a bunch of people had caught on to the playlist and seemed to be enjoying it.

We've ordered takeout a few times, but I'll be happy when we can head down the block for another pint and some of our food favs.

I will provide the last few days I went out.
I did not buy a ticket to the Chicago Beer Society's Day of the Living Ales. So I did not go anywhere on 7 March.
On Sunday, 8 March, there was a memorial celebration of somebody fairly well known in Chicago's sexpositive community (into rope bondage) who had recently died in Thailand. {He had moved permanently there. It was not disclosed what was the cause of death. But I can't be the first to notice that Thailand has a border with the People's Republic of China. But I am not speculating.} The celebration was at Innjoy on N. Milwaukee Ave.
Before arriving there, I had an early dinner at the original Revolution Brwg. brewpub further north on Milwaukee Ave.
Monday, 9 March, visited Sheffield's for some craft beers.
Did not go out on Tuesday.
Wednesday, 11 March was a sexpositive munch | slosh at Draft Picks on the Naperville | Aurora border. Yes, I rode the BNSF train from downtown Chicago to Route 59 station.
The munch | slosh ended. My train back to Chicago {actually Cicero station} was not until 11:15pm. When the NBA game scheduled that night for Sacramento, CA. was cancelled on TV before my eyes, I realized something critical was occurring.
Nothing alarming occurred on my trip back to the abode. There were four people maximum on my specific train car. The route #54 Cicero bus had its typical limited amount of passengers at this time of night (This was the last northbound bus running through to Montrose.). Social distancing was easily executed.
I self-quarantined myself on the 12th.
I have patronized small restaurants for take-out since then, but only sporadically. The 1987 Sprint was taken out once for grocery shopping (& to pay telephone bills). I have rode transit buses to buy items at Dollar Tree. Social distancing is occurring on transit vehicles. The CTA has experimented with running 60-foot articulated buses on routes that do not typically receive them - to provide more space for social distancing.
The abode here is still cluttered, but amidst that clutter is face masks and vinyl gloves prescribed for dad (R.I.P.), which he did not really need. Every time I have ventured outside, I wore | wear them.
So the answer is Draft Picks in Naperville.