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| - LEGIT! I had my reservations. A REAL Chicago restaurant...in a North Vegas strip mall? This place is so nondescript that you'd miss it if you didn't know what to look for.
Once inside you're greeting by a bright, glossy, red vinyl expanse with numerous, large pictures of Chicago icons on the walls. Frankly, I thought it was a little tacky, but it was kitschy.
Now the important stuff: The food.
Ho-Lee-Crap! That was the best Italian Beef Sandwich that I've had outside of Chicago. The pickled peppers/veggies were the real deal.
OMG, OMG.....I don't care that the place is in a weird strip, mall, I don't care that there is a ridonkulous amount of red vinyl. I would fly to Vegas just to eat here again.
P.S.
As we were leaving a big, tall, black dude, walked in the front door, looked around suspiciously and loudly inquired, "what'd you all know about Chicago?", in a native Chicago accent. My mom replied, in her Chicago native accent "it's the real deal".
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