19.9.08

The Four CHICAGO!!! Things I Miss Most

Oddly, they all have to do with food and drink....Imagine that.

In no particular order:

~1~


The Maxwell Street Polish sausages at the Old Maxwell Street market, pre-the 1994 move. They just don't taste the same as they did on Maxwell Street. For serious.

Heck, I miss the entire Maxwell Street Market shebang. What an....experience. No other way to describe it, really.




~2~

O'Rourke's Pub.

It used to be located across from the Steppenwolf theater (now it's some froufrou wine bar or something). The Steppenwolf actually salvaged the beautiful bar and they use it as a set prop at times. I actually got to see it in The Time of Your Life.

It was always quiet and dark inside O'Rourke's, even on a crazy summer Saturday night, with dim lights and gleaming dark wood; and the bartender served the best pint in the city.




~3~


Como Inn. It was and still is my favorite restaurant EVER in Chicago. Sometimes my friend Jess and I would get totally gussied up and go there for dinner. Just 'cuz. When I was a kid we'd go there for the most specialist of special occasions.

I still miss seeing it from the expressway (when I actually do drive into the city and get off at Ohio).



~4~


The Family House restaurant where I first got drunk on Ouzo. Actually, it was the only time I got drunk on Ouzo. I was, like, 7 or 8. My dad kept ordering Ouzo then he'd get up to go to the buffet. I loved the smell of it (black licorice!), so I drank it. YUM! My dad would ask the waiter about his ouzo as "his" empty glass was "still" sitting there, so they'd bring him a new one. Which I prompty drank as he went to fill his plate again. The third time he caught me but was too stunned (and maybe a little shock-proud in a dad sorta way) to stop me. I remember being really tired shortly after not-quite-finishing the third snifterful, and I remember being forced to walk around the block with Dad a few times when we got home, even though it was really cold outside.

They served. The BEST. Greek food. EVER.

Still can't drink Ouzo, though I do LOVE black licorice.

The Family House has been closed so long it doesn't even show up in a Google search. I'm sure it wouda had it been closed for serving to 7-year-olds.

2 comments:

Rev Transit said...

I pity the 7-year-olds of today.

Shannon said...

I don't - have you tasted Ouzo? Bleah.