Feeling Awkward at Flour & Stone (updated)
Update: So Anne Burrell has given this place a Maury Povich style makeover. The crust is about 50% less dense and is now eligible for mastication. The have dumped the…
Update: So Anne Burrell has given this place a Maury Povich style makeover. The crust is about 50% less dense and is now eligible for mastication. The have dumped the…
This is a Sponsored post written by me on behalf of Bacon Chase for SocialSpark. All opinions are 100% mine. So the Bacon Chase has come and gone, as does…
The Question: You have one meal left in your life. You can eat whatever your want. What’s your last supper? The Eater: Chef Won Kim (aka Stephen Kim, aka Revise…
As you cross E 47th on South MLK, the words “food blight” become a stark minimization. Put simply, within this corridor, its Subway or fucking starve. This gastronomic dynamic is…
#1. “Waffle Donut” aka “The Awful Waffle” aka “The Pancreas Buster” The dudes at Thrilllist got the scoop on the newest donut hybrid to hit the streets. Get yourself familiar…
When Big Jones first opened in 2008, the Gluttons crew opinions were split. Darwensi’s post, Big Jones or Big Johnson, spawned some internal controversy which was foolishly resolved in a…
Looking for the best Ramen in Chicago? Well look no further. Chicago Gluttons carb load so you don't have to.
There is a time and place for a short stack and a couple strips of bacon at your neighborhood spot. This aint fucking it. This is Fat Rice. And if…
It’s 1:45am, and the bartender has just flipped on the lights. What was once a dark, hip, land of potential is now a pitiful display of desperation. It’s time to…
Now that all the magazines and food guides have finally gotten around to finishing their awards (did you guys have something better to do for the first three fucking months…
Most meals, with enough anticipation and fanfare, cannot possibly live up to expectations. This was not one of those meals. I didn’t take pictures because this food has been so…
Anthony Bourdain will never read this, but I feel it entirely appropriate to name-check the guy since the tao of Tony has definitely helped inform my desire to go to…
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…
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…
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…
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…
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…
*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…
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…
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…