On Thursday, March 8th, at Chief O’Neill’s (3471 N. Elston), 25% of all dinner purchases will go to help AYS, an after-school mentoring program that gives kids a safe-haven in the afternoon…and some food.
Last Friday, I had a meal in an Oak Park restaurant that was so bad, it depressed me for a day, a full 24 hours. It’s not that it was rotten food; it was just terribly bland, ineptly prepared, boring…and expensive. Still, when the server came by to ask “How’s everything,” I robotically replied “Fine.”
There can be little doubt that spitted meat had been prepared in the Mediterranean (Greece specifically) for thousands of years. But it was Chicago entrepreneurs who developed a way to mass-produce the cones of meat that gyrate on the spit: gyros.
I’m not sure if this is a related problem, but I notice that the pot of water I put in the sink in my root cellar has turned fetid. Perhaps there’s evil bacteria floating in the air that results in accelerated rotting of produce.
Night markets are a fairly recent development in Taiwan, coming into existence in only the past forty years or so. They have proven to be highly popular, and the ones I visited in Taiwan were quite busy well into the night.