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....
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...
From the Board of Trade to the Western Blue Line, Ravenswood down to River North...Matt Maroni's 'curbside solution for your hunger' is hotter than Silly Bandz and Kanye's bitch ass twitter feed (you didn't actually think we would drive traffic there, did you?). So much naan...
Hello Glutton's readers, naw we aint dead we've been trapped in the walk in freezer at the Long John Silver's in Schaumburg. Television was right, it IS a great way to work out petty differences. I also learned that frozen hush puppies taste nearly the same. Anyhoo, I got...
[caption id="" align="alignnone" width="600" caption="full facial"][/caption]How do you officially kick summer off? If you've ever been to a Eastern European pig roast, you don't need to ask that question. Ask chef Dan Kordula how long hes been roasting pig and he'll...
Gilt Bar is real talk, peoples. Realer than a 3rd mortgage. Realer than a drunk krew of community organizers. Realer than ole boy who hacked into Baracks and B. Spears Twitter accounts. Realer than the HIV+, son. Have you all seen this menu? How are we not fucking...
Bevin back in this! After popping out 7 kids, Moms finally decided to get that hysterectomy on, so I had to play nurse while her pussy healed... Fuck all that nonsense, lets talk gluttony. Have your lips been blessed with the honor of sliding over this creamy duck...
Palmer House? The fuck? No, this post aint about the Twentieth Annual Meeting of the Society for Text & Discourse or that time your boss told you she'd pick up a couple AWDs (after work dranks) at the Lobby Bar, then cut out early, leaving you with a healthy tab. Nah,...
It's December in Chicago, which means temperatures are dipping lower than Patrick Swayze's white blood cell count. Time to get out your soups spoons, gluttons. Roy already pushed matzo ball. I'm gonna talk tom yum koong. Specifically, the tom yum at Opart Thai on Western, where...
Holy shit it's getting cold outside. It's weather like this that makes you wonder who had the nards to settle in Chicago in the first place. I mean before gas furnaces, snuggies, and dog snuggies, how was this survivable? Step one would probably be cutting your way into a...
Pregunta: What the eff is huarache, joe? Respuesta: Masa as fresh as Rappers Delight, stuck into a grimy ass tortilla press, all jammed together by frijoles fritos, cousin. You could easily throw some chimichurri on this flatbread fucker and call it nap time, but go head...
When I moved here, I stayed with my Aunt Lucinda who has a spot in La Grange Park. On Sunday afternoons, after 6 hours of sweaty Baptist church service, we'd hop on the 20 north bound, up in the Cut, with a propensity for consumption (Aunt Lucinda puts food DOWN, yall) headed...
Sup Big Shoulders! I got 99 problems but a crab aint one... Fanny pack touting tourists who insist on calling Chicago "Chi-Town" love to talk shit about our seafood. It is feared that because our city is landlocked, we are forced to put up with Red Lobster-style entrees...
Black market seasonings. State of the art pressure cooking. 10 joynts for $10. Good Lord Christ. It's a dark/white meat slumber party!! a.k.a. Annette's Broaster To Go. Consider your lame breasted, saggy skinned, pitiful gizzard heavy, fried chicken...
Don't go because of all the hype. Don't go beacuse their food program focuses on craft beer and pork. Don't go hoping to give Paul Kahn a B.J. in the walk-in. Go because everything looks as enticing as this: CGs LOVE them some chicken. Fry it, broast it,...
Periodically, we will be posting about a single food item that we think you should be putting inside your mouth. Think of these food items as a "Food of the Month" or a " Gluttons Recommends..." or a "Foods We Find Between Our Couch Cushions" section. We encourage you to...
