As if the death of Marshall Field’s weren’t enough, trouble is brewing yet again between another home-grown Chicago icon and a national interloper. If you frequent the South Loop, get ready for a fried chicken smackdown. Because soon to join the venerable Harold’s Chicken Shack #62 on the same South Loop block is…a franchise of Kentucky Fried Chicken. Really?
Yesterday, the Macy’s on State Street signage troubles that I uncovered weren’t the only public-relations blunder dogging the Cincinnati-based department store giant, Federated. Full-court press also went to the South Loop’s Eleven City Diner for daring to serve a sandwich named after the defunct Marshall Field’s–a sandwich that actually earned a cease-and-desist letter from Federated.
There’s no sweeter music to my ears than the woosh of 100 collapsing vendor tents, coming down today in Grant Park after the conclusion of another year’s Taste of Chicago, the Second City’s annual lakeside food extravaganza. Last week, I asked my native-Chicago friend, Rozella, if she wanted to go to the Taste. Her response was telling: ‘Oh sure, I just live to dine over a dumpster and pee in a porta-potty.’
According to a personal email from Intelligentsia CEO Doug Zell received this morning, Intelligentsia has decided to compromise on the weekday evening hours of its Randolph Street store and remain open, beginning next Monday, until 8 p.m. for the benefit of its growing residential customer base. Hurray!
Nothing good lasts forever, especially the downtown-resident friendly evening hours of the Randolph Street Intelligentsia coffee bar. Earlier today, I praised Intelligentsia for meeting the needs not just of midday office workers and tourists but downtown residents as well. Now they’ve gone and cut back their hours–specifically, the evening hours that would benefit local residents.
There are two kinds of coffee bar in the Loop: the Chicago-local Intelligentsia; and everyone else. Although service got off to a rocky start last month at Intelligentsia’s new Randolph Street store, at least I haven’t had to hear about the sex lives of the staff. Unlike at the nearby Starbucks.
Dear Head Honcho of the Millennium Park Intelligentsia Coffee Bar: I love your coffee–but please sell it to me faster in the morning.
Any cook will tell you, good food is like good porn. With that, I give you this totally double-entendred trip, taken verbatim from the Ladies Home Journal lightstyle section. Really.
I am a kimchi chigae crack ho. Give it to me three squares a day. Blend it and stick it in an IV. Hell, just let me drag my futon over to Kimball and the Kennedy and I’ll just live in Chicago Food Corp. Fie on you, dear Korean friend (I – don’t – friggin’ – look – like – Margaret – Cho) Rozella, for showing me how to make this traditional Korean stew.
A sign on the door at West Town’s calmly cool Hillary’s Urban Eatery says that the last day of full service will be February 27 and that, at some uncertain point and in some uncertain location somewhere nearby, they’ll reopen–all of which sounds to me like a hedgy way to say ‘maybe.’