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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…
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…
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…
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…
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…
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…
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…
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…
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…
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…
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…
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.…
Matzo ball soup at The Bagel is softer than the Stay Puft Marshmallow Man's testicles.
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…
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…
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…
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…
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…
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…