The Weiner Circle
Often, drinking makes you hungry, and such was the case after a recent bout of it in Chicago. Inexplicably, this all took place at a lesbian neighborhood bar in Wrigleyville.
My friend decided she was hungry and wanted a chilidog corndog hotdog from fucking Underdog, which is quite possibly the biggest pain-in-the-ass-place to easily get to on wheels. My other friend suggested The Weiner Circle on Clark, and my keen sense of geometry quickly figured that this was the best option while getting from Point A (Wrigleyville, home of the bitchass Cubs and their white fans) to Point B (Anywhere else other than Wrigleyville.)
It wasn't hard to convince my friend that a weiner is a weiner, so off we went to ‘The Circle’ (a moving picture after the jump...)
In Chicago, surly blacks aren't surprising to me, even that far north, but I didn't realize that it was a schtick with this joint. My man found this documentary on The WorldWide InterWeb, and it's not a great moment for the white man, although the fries are good. Oh yeah, and “No Veggie Burgers! Don't Ask!”