Tuesday, October 7, 2014

Aint No Thang But A Chicken Wang.

The ol boy Stuk and I bangin out a fun little scene for Headquarters in Lakeview. A very muscular teenage Captain America playing into his rebellious side while Storm Troopers look on. 

Went back to an OG spot I used to hit up called ITTO sushi on Halsted and Wrightwood. The sushi chef is actually Japanese and loves baseball and had held it down here for years prior to me setting foot in here. Just good, simple classic sushi. No need for crazy philly beef rolls stuff with fries and cheese deep fried with ham seaweed here. 

Had to go for a classic bowl of ramen. Great broth and noodles, but the meat was pretty tough and dry, but in the end, it should be about the noodles and broth and it was pretty damn good. This was a pretty perfect lunch. 

Tackling my food bucket list before shit gets real next year. 

This spread was pretty legit. A lot of sodium on this platter. Thank god for the salty bread to soak up all of that salt. Headcheese to this day is one of those amazing wonders that cooking the whole animal can produce. I think its truly respecting the animal utilizing and eating every nook and cranny. The hunks of them on this platter was no exception, gelatinous, salty, and overall just rich with awesomeness. The Balogna disk in the back there was pretty baller as well. 

The tomato terrine was interesting and delicious at the same time. Good bye tomato season! We barely knew you. 

$20 plate/bowl of amazingly seasonal vegetables all cooked differently and seasoned perfectly. I wish I had known about the pesto on the bottom of this veggie orgy. This was a fun dish to tear through. It can also pass a composting pile. Thank god for them twongs. 

The Morroccan sausage was pretty killer. The table as practically licking the bowl after the solids were done with. 

Popped a few foie cherries this night. Super decadent, unctuous, and delicate at the same time. I can't imagine any one person being able to finish this and I don't think I'd want to be friends with that person...ever. 

The homie Dreas in town laying down tracks as smooth as his hair at the Whistler for the Meyvn presents night.

The homie Dave killin it with jokes upon jokes. 

Sean Flannery twerkin the room.

So the shitty thing about comedy shows sometimes are the shitty people who just have to talk so fucking loud. This shit bag table had no idea (or maybe they did) about how loud their voices were. GET A FUCKING CLUE! 

Racial unity. 

I really really wish they put that ATM somewhere else, this really kills the vibe. Why do you even need an ATM at a bar that accepts credit cards? 

Revolution Brewing had their annual Oktoberfest blowout. Good looking out Joel! 


This space is fucking massive. 

This was the only glassware available. Consuming 2 of these meant that late night pizza puffs are in  your future, 3 of these means you're going to get weird/stalky on Facebook, 4 would guarantee projectile vomitting. 

This band kicked some ass. Flown in straight from Jefferson Park. 

Caught the homie Tazm outback cooking dicks for days. Its where they keep all the Mexicans, duh. 

AC/DC cover band germanized was probably one of the best things I've seen this week. 

The pneumonia causing dunk tank because it was cold as fuck this night. I'm pretty sure Adam has a thick beer mucous thing surrounding his body that can protect him from most illnesses. 

Oh yeah, I had a gig I had to go to right after Oktoberfest. I'm so glad I didn't take any drugs, these lights were making me nauseous semi sober. It looks like a clown/carnival nightmare. At the same token, mahfuckers were dancing so I'm all good! 

Surprise party for Brian over at Schwa made for a lot of dranks, hot dogs, cakes, and an awesome love drawing from Dio with Michael spelled incorrectly. 

Seriously though, when was the last time you were at Liars Club? I think it was over 10 years ago for me and how is this place still open? 

The last wedding of the year that I have to attend. I was honored to be asked to do their welcome sign and super grateful that the wedding was in the city. 

Congrats to Amanda and Chris! A lot of awesome drinks and beer which lead to a lot of awesome drinks and beer in my gut..which lead to a seitan burrito at 2:00 am which lead to me waking up on my couch with weird rat turd looking things all over my shirt.

Woke up, dusted off the crumbs and headed to work the last Sunday Smoke Haus with the homies at Table Donkey Stick and Flesh For Food. This was a custom tee pee smoker built for the Whiskey (smoked over Koval whiskey barrel staves) and Coke (spritzed with Mex coke) chickens. This magnificent contraption smoked and cooked 20 delicious birds. 

Full plate bruh.  Whiskey and coke chicken, slow cooked sweet potato, candied bacon, kale with smoked pickled onions and an apple and helles BBQ sauce.

It was fun working behind the window as we did the plates to order to ensure hot food and accessibility for the evening. 

The TDS team killin it as usual. Plating with them twongs and being super generous for letting us invade their space. 

The aftermath of a hards day work at Parsons where many Micheladas and pickle backs were had...a lot. This night ended with another pizza puff and a hot dog...again. 

While you're here, I'm looking forward to my mini solo show at the Bucketfeet store downtown on 10/9, 5-7pm. Come on out if you got some time! 108 n. State st. Ill be sure to look homeless...as I always do. 

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