I was lucky enough to snag a ticket and get a behind the scenes look at just what goes into one of these boils. And get really, really full on crawfish.
Turns out that if you can suffer a non-subterranean lunch, Billy Goat III on Wells Street has you covered in the french fried potato department.
As much as I love the other dishes on the menu, my heart belongs to the charcoal grilled beef. So on a recent visit in, I decided to throw caution, balance, and common decency to the wind and make a meal comprised of what I love best about Thai Aree.
Though Margie's Candies is known for its dessert, dinner is on offer here, too. With Valentine's Day coming up, I figured it was time to stop in to see if you can make a whole night of it at Margie's.
The Buffalo Rolls at South Branch could've failed miserably for all the reasons most take out egg rolls flounder, but in the face of adversity, these rolls rise to the top.
I'm a sucker for a good club and South Branch's take is easily one of the best I've ever had.
All the cornstarch-thick dishes spooned over rice I've eaten in Chicago have merely been a warm up to the yet untackled culinary bastion of my youth: the Chinese buffet.
Serving a good, representative bite to hundreds of guests is a challenge. Which is what made the ceviche mixto I sampled from El Barco Mariscos such a revelation.
Chop Shop has everything—a butcher counter that serves sandwiches by day, an upstairs restaurant with a seasonal menu by night, and on the evening we visited, a purple-hued, and possibly dry ice filled, event space in the back roughly the size of a city block. My grandpa, the butcher (God rest his soul), would be amazed at just how far the humble meat counter has come.
Given its equally well-stocked bar and reasonable prices, Parts and Labor has all the makings of a neighborhood haunt. For ten bucks, you can get a double cheeseburger, a side, and a beer or shot.
Bite Cafe serves pretty good food, in style, to the neighborhood. It's the kind of place you feel equally comfortable stopping in straight after work or stumbling from flush-faced after a night out with friends.
I broadened my fried-food-only focus a little over midway through the year and hit the two year mark as a contributor in November. But whether I was slogging through french fries, fried chicken, top notch doughnuts, or beyond, I was continually struck by just how good it is to eat in Chicago.
Whether you stop in from 8-10:30am for breakfast or later in the afternoon for lunch, you can rest assured that UB Dogs will do you right, all day long.
Whether talking with Jonathan or one of the other family members, I've always been struck by how much the collective family dynamic permeates the Zaragozas' food.
Eating in The Willis Tower: My Three Day Chinese, Thanksgiving, and Half-Priced Sushi Bender at Market Creations
During orientation on my first day working in the Sears Tower, I learned about the largely building staff-focused Market Creations: "it's always Thanksgiving on one side and Chinese food on the other. They have sushi, too."
Up the street at Publican Quality Meats, they're just waiting for the big party in the back to pay the bill and we can be seated right away. Bingo.
I'm just as likely to stick to a place's specialty as anyone, but in D'Candela's case, you'd be well served to dig a little deeper.
All the pieces are here for a comforting break from the cold weather outside. All Feed needs to do is work on the arrangement.
Long story short, nothing here is going to compel you to forsake Monti's mainstay. However, there are a few standouts worth a look- as long as you pair them with a cheesesteak, of course.
Despite its name, the restaurant quickly strays from its central conceit: there's nothing particularly fair-ish about sliders, Chicago dogs, and root beer floats. That's hardly a slight: State Fair is at its best when putting its own spin on the dishes rather than adhering slavishly to a concept.
Within five minutes of being seated, "Ain't That a Kick in the Head" came over the loudspeaker, as though on cue. Makes sense. Though our server described the restaurant as a "40s and 50s Style Supper Club," she must have meant by way of Las Vegas, not Wisconsin.
If you make the trek up to Siam Noodle & Rice, and you can somehow pull yourself away from nearby Sun Wah, Tank Noodle, or Ba Le, you'll be rewarded with some pretty solid offerings- especially of the stir fried noodle variety.
What sets Wildberry Cafe apart from countless other quick service diners throughout the city is its unwavering consistency. Proper execution is often an afterthought for the budget breakfast set, but not here.
With little attention given to the Steak Salad ($22.00) online and my sanity in the balance, there was nothing to do but try it myself to see how it measured up.
While I didn't know Will personally, I think he'd be proud that his sandwich is being ordered by complete strangers around the city. It's a fitting tribute to a person who cared deeply for the local Chicago food scene.