Booby's!
That was my place from 68-75 and then again from 80-83. That guy with the glasses was real. He was Booby. I'm not sure his full name. My sister called him Mr. Booby. He looked like that but was heavier

. Mrs. Booby, Sally, still works at Booby's calling out the order in special Booby's patois. Back in the day, there was even a white VW Beatle Boobie-mobile for deliveries (which my daughter did not believe me).
The original Booby's had a fire about 15 years ago, and the reincarnation has never been as good. They used to cook ribs in a classic Chicago aquarium pit. After RJ Grunts, Booby's introduced their own version of a salad bar, that I just loved, with over-sweet corn relish, and sauerkraut, and pickles and green tomatoes, and apple sauce and pudding, a real Chicago salad bar.
I, Pigmon and my daugther actually ate at Booby's about a month ago. The burger, to my taste, was way over-charred. It was, however, dressed as in the old days, with BBQ sauce, cole slaw and a pickle.
Thanks for the pic!
Think Yiddish, Dress British - Advice of Evil Ronnie to me.