You can smell the hickory smoke from this place a block away, which is pure torment when you're hungry. The tiny interior is covered with pictures of politicians and celebrities who have visited the... More

You can smell the hickory smoke from this place a block away, which is pure torment when you're hungry. The tiny interior is covered with pictures of politicians and celebrities who have visited the place. In the summer, there are a couple picnic tables outside, but otherwise it's carry-out only. I usually order a bronco burger and fries with sauce. The bronco burger is closer in quality to a fastfood place than to, say, Goose Island; but it's cheap, easy to eat on the run, and I really just came for the fries (the ribs and chicken are both good, but I tend to go there for food to walk with or eat in the park, and ribs and chicken are just too complicated.) When you get the fries, get them with sauce. They'll come double bagged in paper lined with plastic, steaming and gushing with barbeque sauce. You eat them with a fork. At the top, they are tangy with a little heat that isn't quite like other spicy things. By the bottom, they're swimming in sauce, your mouth is flipping out with the joy of it all, and the icy hand of death is twisting your arteries into little bow ties. Man, I just made myself really freaking hungry.
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