Oh hey Fib's!
Not certain why it took me nearly two years to try a cart I was destined to adore simply by it's name (it's true, it's true... yours truly is a FIB) but I'm sure glad it's out Saturday's on the square because I was haaaaangry (angry hungry) and didn't want to sit down somewhere.
The wait was a touch on the long side for what seemed like little to no line, but that didn't matter once I sunk my teeth into the tender, authentic, Chicago style Italian beef. It's not quite on par with Portillo's (the undisputed king of Italian beef sammies in the city), but it's pretty damn tasty! They were nice enough to send me with some gravy so I could dip, but the sandwich itself is pretty wet.
I look forward to exploring more of the menu, pretty extensive when you consider the amount of space they're working with!