Deep dish pizza.

Hot dogs without ketchup.

Polish Sausages (said like this).

Garrett’s Popcorn.

Italian Beef (Portillos or bust).

In case you couldn’t tell, us Chicagoans like food.  Lots of food.  Cheesy, meaty, delicious food.  Stick to your rib (and thighs and stomach and booty) food.

I kind of love it.  Continue reading →