This year, sloppy eaters everywhere are celebrating the 250th anniversary of the invention of the sandwich by its eponymous Earl in 1762. Even so, the following must be said: Sandwich did not invent the sandwich.
In my world, there's nothing better than a night in the kitchen, a glass of wine in hand and St. Germain playing at full blast. Music is to cooking like coffee is to a Monday morning; it injects a level of energy and fuels the creative spirit.
This blog will be about pairing tons of cheap wine and beer with the amazing food Chicago has to offer. This blog will be about dinner partying. First stop: Irazu, a Costa Rican restaurant in Bucktown.
Caprese salad is the world's best use of tomatoes and possibly the world's best salad. This classic summer dish from the Island of Capri off the west coast of Italy is the essence of August on a plate.
Chicagoans, renowned for our worship of the all beef frankfurter, understand that ketchup is popular with children because they like sweet stuff. But if you are over 18, never, ever allow ketchup anywhere near a proper hot dog in Chicago.
If there are three perfect fried foods in the world, the other two are chicken and potatoes. In the case of the clam, that is due to the textural sensation of the golden coating juxtaposed against the salty sweetness of the entrapped clam.