If you’ve been to a bar that stocks more than one kind of bitters in the last three years, you’ve probably left thinking the same thing I have: What’s up with the mustaches? Or maybe more specifically, What’s up with the turn-of-the-century gear, bartender-guy? Since when is looking like Teddy …
Spaghetti and Meatballs at Glenn’s Diner
Ciao Bello Motherfuckers, today I want to talk to you about pasta. For years, I’ve been searching for the perfect spaghetti and meatballs. Not some fancy ass Slagel Farms Anti-Biotic Free, Carbon Neutral, Organic Meatball horse pucky. . . I want that salty …
Forecast for the weekend: sixty degrees and sunny in late October. Now that’s some apple picking weather, son.
No, I did not go all Chauncey on y’all while I was on the Gluttons hiatus. Don’t even think for a second that my black ass will be out at Wood Orchard…
May 27th, 1940 was a day of impossibly vivid colors at Dunkirk. The cool azure of the sky above contrasting grotesquely with the shock red blood of the soldiers who battled below it. King Leopold III, without the consult of his advisors, his people, or the prime minister of England …
If you've been to a bar that stocks more than one kind of bitters in the last three years, you've probably left thinking the same thing I have: What's up with the mustaches? Or maybe more specifically, What's up with the turn-of-the-century gear, bartender-guy? Since when is...
Spaghetti and Meatballs at Glenn's Diner Ciao Bello Motherfuckers, today I want to talk to you about pasta. For years, I've been searching for the perfect spaghetti and meatballs. Not some fancy ass Slagel Farms Anti-Biotic Free, Carbon Neutral, Organic Meatball horse pucky....
Forecast for the weekend: sixty degrees and sunny in late October. Now that's some apple picking weather, son. No, I did not go all Chauncey on y'all while I was on the Gluttons hiatus. Don't even think for a second that my black ass will be out at Wood Orchard this...
Yes, one of our forks came with a hardened booger amuse-bouche. And, yes, the shaker of unidentified seasoning on the table was crustier than a fresh scab. It's also true that the iceless water in the dingy plastic pitcher looked about as palatable as a Pamela Anderson urine...
What's up, bitches? Roy here with a little lunch time tip for you North Side fiends to sit on. I know it's almost required to defend Chicago-style deep dish against the likes of New York thin, but lets be honest, it's just not feasible most of the time. If you're at work and you...
What up everyone? Gluttons here with a new section strictly for food heads. Welcome to inagural edition of "You Ain't Eatin' It Right." Today's epsiode, how to eat movie theater popcorn. First off, I'd like to give mad props to Eleni Antonopolous for putting me on to this...
May 27th, 1940 was a day of impossibly vivid colors at Dunkirk. The cool azure of the sky above contrasting grotesquely with the shock red blood of the soldiers who battled below it. King Leopold III, without the consult of his advisors, his people, or the prime minister of...
In the Chicago Gluttons hiatus, I have fallen into a deep food funk that rivals Joaquin Phoenix’s spiral into oblivion. Maybe it was the strange weather or maybe it was the gimmicky food trends hitting Chicago. (I appreciate kitschy stuff, but for the sake of Jebus, I don’t...
Yeah, I know, we never post anymore. We're bad at it. Less post than a broke bail bondsman. But we haven't quit eating--we're still stacking calories like a shitty tetris game--it's just that updating the site on a regular basis can mean taking what meager free time we have...
There are just some days you feel like stuffing the shit out of your face and Sun Wah provides such a haven, where the Peking duck basically rapes your face, but leaves you wanting more. Having these on display is equivalent to any red light district in the world. ...
Oh beautiful land that connects the Dan Ryan Expressway and the Indiana Tollway right under the illustrious Chicago Skyway. You nestle the pristine waters of the Calumet River in your voluptuous, bountiful bosom. This is God's Country...right next to Gary. Last...
*We've started a new feature called Bring It Back. We assume that's self-explanatory. We Gluttons eat delicious food all the time. Food that makes you dance in your chair and make noises no one ever should utter outside the privacy of their own bathroom or bedroom. Shit that...
Hey everyone! Did you hear the good news? Our good friend Steven Dolinsky got pink eye? Yeah, he got a little too down with this: Can't really blame him, all those 8x10's gotta get you some primo trim. Time to go find a Kinko's. But enough about assholes, lets talk...
