Bayleaf is a new vegetarian restaurant on 47th and division. They built their own building, complete with parking (a fucking rarity ’round here). Everything about this restaurant bothers me in some small way–but not enough to really care. The building is bland, inside and out, of stripmall-style construction and green tea paint [...]
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Sunday supper club #5: Bridgeport Tonsil Hockey
I’ll get this out of the way–no, I didn’t get any action.
The re-invigorated Bridgeport Brewpub re-opened recently, and the SSC crew hit it this past Sunday–an overcast, wet and warm day that happened to victimize us all, once again, by taking an hour of my life that I won’t get back until I no longer [...]
Sunday Supper Club #4: premature pho
So Billy’s Dad bailed on the first attempt at sunday supper club revitalization. Too bad, since he had grand designs about where he wanted to go, but these things happen. He’s got the bird flu or something similar. Big-L and I hit up Pho Van on hawthorne, which just opened.
Sunday Supper Club #3: I like you guys. We’re gonna be friends
Often, when restaurants are empty, diners get special treatment from the waitstaff, whether out of boredom, desperation for tips, or some other reason. When Big-L and my hungover asses pulled Billy’s Dad out of his post-work funk and into No Fish Go Fish, we got a waitress to ourselves. Nay, we got the [...]
sunday supper club #2: Clay’s Smokehouse
Clay’s smokehouse is on 28th and Division, or thereabouts, just west of the Wild Oats. The Smokehouse resides in an older storefront and is rather unremarkable from the exterior. what is remarkable is that you’ll be smelling the woodsmoke for a block or two in each direction.
Sunday supper club #1: Henry’s on 12th
For a few months now two friends of mine and I have ventured out in search of interesting eats on Sundays. We’ve hit several interesting places, a couple of really good places, and some strange things have occurred. I’ve been remiss in describing them here, so I’ll work backwards and get something up [...]