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Johnnie's Beef
I have lived in Chicago since I was born. This is the only city I know. Of all this time spent in Chicago, I have lived in Elmwood Park for approximately 14 years. I can recall that for as long as I have lived here, Johnnie's Beef has always been praised for its amazing food. Specifically their Italian Beef sandwiches and their Italian Ice. This place is regarded as one of the best in Chicago and has gained legendary status with hundreds of reviews and even TV time.
People live for this place. I have seen the legendary lines during lunch hour. The very same that stretch across the building during the summer. If you are white and live in Elmwood Park, chances are that you love Johnnie's. So throughout the years, I would always hear about this place, but never once tried it. I felt like I was above the hype and no way could this place be that good. I just never 'got it'.
So, after more than a decade of living in Elmwood Park, I went against my better judgment and ate at Johnnie's. I had one of their Italian Beefs, but luckily I didn't have to wait in their ridiculous line. You know what? Not impressed. Not in the least bit. I've had better Italian Beef sandwiches in other states.
Chances are that if you love Johnnie's Beef, you are :
A) White
B)Italian
C)A fuckin Mamaluke
Shit Just Got Real.
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