Ask me where I’m from, I say Chicago. But little known secret: I’ve never spent an entire summer here. So begins my series of chronicling my first summertime.
In two consecutive days of attending the Taste of Chicago, I ate the following:
- vegetarian gourmet deep dish pizza
- chicken tostada salad
- chicken wings and hush puppies
- tequila lime chicken taco
- cherry Italian ice
- Italian breaded steak sandwich
- pot stickers
- crab rangoon
- rainbow ice cream
This is why Americans are fat.