Deep dish pizza is to Chicago as Fish and Chips is to England, a true classic and have you even truly been there without trying it? When we went over last September (hey, where’d that time go) our friends highly recommended Giordano’s, which we enjoyed at their flat before going to a baseball game. It… Continue reading Giordano’s, Chicago
Chicago, a buzzing city, arriving alone, a little bleary eyed and – being a worry wart in all big cities – clinging to any personal possessions for dear life. Last Summer Patrick and I – well, Patrick a few days later, hence the initial alone part – travelled to Chicago for a wedding, as well… Continue reading Au Cheval, Chicago
I know, I know. Chicago was a little while ago now. But it’s a new year, I’m getting the writing bug again, I’m getting itchy feet to travel, so why not put live vicariously through past me?!
Another gem you’ll find lining Wells street.
Wells street. It’s a street that every foodie worth their salt visiting Chicago should know about. I’ll tell you about a few little places dotted along this street, but first let me introduce you to Yolk.