Taste Of Chicago

This weekend, The taste of Chicago, returned! It literally makes me so excited! Although the lines are always long, and its hot, I do not care, because food galore. I actually ate at three places, but I had the BEST tamales with mole! I am still thinking about it today. Listen I might make plans to go over to the restaurant so I can fully appreciate them. I also had my mangonada, which is sort of an anniversary seeing the first time I had it, was at the Taste. Lastly, funnel cake! FYI, don’t wear black when eating a funnel cake.

Fun Fact, the first time I tried Harold’s was at the Taste, and I haven’t had it since then. Although, starting last year, you do have to walk thru metal detectors, it doesn’t quell the vibe of the festival. One big change, there’s no more tickets, you just pay with cash or credit, which I would think the vendors would appreciate more. This year, there were more family activities, such as coloring, and ‘sidewalk’ chalk creating. Three stages for performances, including karaoke.

A time was had. Next time you have to come with.

Jonez.

Taste of Chicago

So much food, EVERYWHERE.

After years of wanting to go, wishing I could go, trying to set my schedule so I could go, I’ve finally made it to Taste of Chicago and they didn’t disappoint! I know, I had to have read all about the ins and out of “The Taste” as it’s affectionately known but I really didn’t have any expectations as to the food variety. I was surprised with Mexican, African, Jamaican, more Mexican and of course Two different varieties of Pizza. Although I opted to stay away from The dough, the smell was delicious enough to change my mind.

Day One was HOT! I met up with my fly sister, Shakila, copped some food tickets, and took a survey of our selection. Did I say it was hot? Cuz it was. My confession of never having Harold’s led us straight there and OMG. Juicy, tender, flavorful chicken. And yes!, I got the mild sauce!

After some prime shots, because hello! The sun was giving us this Glow, it was time for sweets. The stifling heat called for funnel cakes with ice cream, Italian and Mexican iceys.

Tristan Jonez

FYI Its called a Taste of Chicago because you can get a ‘taste’ of the food, ( a small but lightly filling portion) or a full portion. Genius!