I'm anti chicken strips. I don't even have kids yet, but one rule I already have in place should they ever arrive is no chicken strips after five. You can imagine the skepticism I had one day while driving by a new place on 79th St. with chicken strips in its name. So why are they good?
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The beer and grease combo lulled my dining companions well past the point of contentment until our pizzas actually arrived. Crisis averted. And I wasn't the only one with this face-saving idea; looking around the grandparents' basement-esque dining room, I saw one of these adult pacifiers on almost every table in the place.
Daniel Zemans, our man in Chicago, checks in with another piece of intel on the Windy City pizza scene. Daniel also blogs about Chicagoland pizza on the Chicago Pizza Club blog. --The Mgmt. Vito & Nick's Pizzeria 8433 South Pulaski...