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...
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...
[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...
For reals, thanks for showing your support, Chicago. Now go forth and spread the gluttonous...
Next muhfucka who asks me if I decided to open my own soul food restaurant is gonna get to know my dull blade called Sammy Three Cuts. For serious, go ahead and do a Google search for Dee's Place. Experiencing internet browsing malaise? Let me get that for you. Other...
Basking under unseasonably pleasant March temps, a thick contingent developed on a creaky front porch deep within Albany Park. A couple heads pulled out American Spirits and resh as we got lifted by the anticipation of it all. Inside, the living room was knee deep in...
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...
Trotsky, Guevara, Levski, Mao Zedong, Spartacus. If the first few weeks of business at Revolution Brewing are any indication of what is to be expected in the years to come, historians should go 'head and add Josh Deth and Jim Cibak to the list of muhfuckas who flipped the...
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,...
Its been 20K Leagues since CG has doled out shine for those who share in gluttony. This week, we suss belly with the real from KidItamae who gets blasted by authentic, raw flavors like nappy doo under hot comb. Gluttony Haiku: Annihilated duck legs with battery...
Whiskey. Tacos. Tostadas. Shakes. In Chicago, Big Star is now as synonymous to Tex-Mex as Dulcelandia is to Chicano Candy-land. Paul Kahan (Blackbird, Publican, Avec + dickEverest of James Beard nominations) is back on the grindilla. Once again, teaming up with ole...
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...
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...
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...
So you enjoy a savory breakfast with eggs sunny side up, ham on the bone and some biscuits and gravy. I get it. But how could you deny the sweetness going down at Over Easy? How could you pass on a FRENCH TOAST SANDWICH? How could you not want to rub this dish all over...
At CG, the job description states, "candidate must be willing to rap mad shit, speak on the goodness and fulfill other duties as assigned." Written next to all the analogies and metaphors is the essence of why we put pen to pad: the food. Be it reputation, ingredients,...
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,...
I can definitively say three things about Chef Laurent Gras after dropping the GNP of a depressed Caribbean country at l2o: he has what approaches a pathologically unhealthy fascination with emulsions, he could convince me to be a pescetarian if it didn't sound so gay and,...
Indie Cafe, your Pan-Asian cooking style is sorry! You make my bowels pour curry juice from poor preparation technique in kitchen. Your food is not worth two dolla. Indie Cafe, rick my barrs. For serious, like most of you, I desperately tried to enjoy this place. I...
