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...
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,...
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...
Back on Top Chef Masters, Rick Bayless was hurdling chefs like Carl Lewis at the Pan American Games. Riding his personal fame train, Ricky B launched Xoco a few weeks back, serving up tortas and caldos, barrio-styles. Hows the food? How the fuck yall think? Our boy...
One huge ass onion ring, two slices of ham, a breaded pork cutlet, two strips of bacon, two fried eggs, covered in gruyere, all on a brioche bun....yowza! Human beings shouldn't be able to open their mouths this wide. Its just unorthodox. If left up to Congress, this...
Now girls step up to this One simple lick, and its ova Miss Sold to nice dreamers, high as the price seem Girlfriend, youve been scooped like ice cream Competition, Ima get rid of You cant get a bit of, so just consider a break rest vacation hibernation And...
A CG flickr "cemitas" description from bindifry: Spit roasted pork sandwich with queso fresco, avocado spread & chipotle mole sauce. It's served on a sesame style torta bun. Unique regional hole-in-the-wall on west North Ave. All puebla all the time. I will do...
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...
Yall remember Goober's PB&J? Well, food combinations just veered further left with the introduction of the Goober Burger which was flicked by BrainHagy on a recent vaca to the 'Sota. Is this how shit pops out on the Gunflint Trail? I'm bout to call...
Aint no half steppin hurr...the combo of golden french fries topped with cheese curds and brown gravy woes gluttons like a meth additiction. And full fuck yeas to our girl acid tissue (btw, that name is ill) who sent this over to the Gluttons flickr...
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,...
Back in the 1920's, Fred R. Barnard jacked the adage A Picture Is Worth A Thousand Words from an old Chinese proverb. Now, like 40 Acres and a Mule, Gluttons are taking that shit back. Yea, that's right, we started a Flickr group for you to get down like Julie Brown n'...
