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dAs 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…
Chicago Gluttons
Up And Go Fat Belly!
Ay yo, that peanut butter jelly be the jam / I wash it down with almond milk, Almond Breeze or Silk, whatever brand Trader Joe’s they cost the least /…
Cha Gordon
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…
Smoke Wit Me, Calumet
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…
Shortrib Naanwich @ Gaztro Wagon
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…
Last Night A Pig Roast Saved My Life
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…
We Win, Bitches!
For reals, thanks for showing your support, Chicago. Now go forth and spread the gluttonous word!
It’s the Bee’s Knees at Dee’s
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…
The Deliciousness VII
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…
Duck Confit Poutine Re-Up @ Nightwood
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…
Revolutionary Brewing
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,…
Shortrib Sandwich at Lockwood
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…
Banana Leaf Wrapped Duck Leg Tamal at Chilam Balam
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…
Booze Star
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…
Huaraches con Flavorfuckery @ Dona Chio
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…
Three Little Piggies Sandwich at The Silver Palm
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…
King Crab at Half Shell
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…
Strawberry French Toast @ Over Easy
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…
Nightwood=Popwood
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…
Broaster To Go!
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…