chicagostyledog wrote:Dressel's Chocolate Fudge Whipped Cream Cake
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JoelF wrote:#2: Red Robin Ice Cream in Skokie. Practically around the corner from the Hut.
Cathy2 wrote:chicagostyledog wrote:Dressel's Chocolate Fudge Whipped Cream Cake
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Monica Kass Rogers website LostRecipesFound.com, she has a DIY Dressel's Chocolate Fudge Whipped Cream Cake.
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Dave148 wrote:JoelF wrote:#2: Red Robin Ice Cream in Skokie. Practically around the corner from the Hut.
I believe #2 should be Cock Robin.
Cynthia wrote:Almost forgot: House of Chan. We ordered a couple of times a month from this little carry-out place in Wilmette, run by an ambitious young many named Bob Chinn. Today, he's best known for the Crab House in Wheeling, but when I was a kid, he was the many most commonly responsible for dinner when we had unexpected company or a big celebration.
jnm123 wrote:Maybe because we didn't get out much--4 boys only five years apart will lead to consistently bad behavior out in public, so my dad just said forget it--I'll just mention what I remember as treats from those days:
(Joel already took my Corner Hut & Cock Robin memories. You will be visited soon, Hyman Roth... )
On Fridays during Lent--a Whaler fish sandwich from Burger King was wonderful. In those days, they were as big as a Whopper.
Neighborhood pizza, which was tavern-style & crispy. Pinocchio's on Main in Skokie and Biasetti's on Touhy in Lincolnwood come to mind. Fennel sausage-laden and greasy/good.
Usually too expensive for my dad to splurge, but ribs from Wesley's at Dempster and Crawford in Skokie was my first foray into ribdom, with the caveat that Dad wanted to see clean bones or you didn't get another. This is a practice--for better or worse--that I passed down to my daughters.
Baskin-Robbins--we always called it '31 flavors'--for chocolate chip ice cream or (in season) pumpkin pie flavor, which I thought exotic.
And believe it or not, we considered it a real treat when the unmistakable aroma of chicken from Kentucky Fried wafted in, after my mother had had a bad day with us kids and told my dad no way on 'God's green earth' was she going to cook for 'those hellions'. Hmmm, a great meal for being bad. No wonder I'm screwed up...
Dave148 wrote:Now the truth comes out....
Did ya ever go to Chicken Unlimited on Dempster back in the day? I seem to recall enjoying both that and the KFC on Main and Skokie Blvd.
jnm123 wrote:(Joel already took my Corner Hut & Cock Robin memories. You will be visited soon, Hyman Roth... )
JoelF wrote:jnm123 wrote:(Joel already took my Corner Hut & Cock Robin memories. You will be visited soon, Hyman Roth... )
Note, I said Hut, not Corner Hut. The original Hut was a little further west, a tiny shack that my father could barely stand up straight in. When they built the Corner Hut, there was briefly a record store in the original's location. It was my dad who taught me to love all things hot dog stand, from fresh cut fries to Italian Beef or the Combo to Pizza Puffs.
JoelF wrote:Cynthia wrote:Almost forgot: House of Chan. We ordered a couple of times a month from this little carry-out place in Wilmette, run by an ambitious young many named Bob Chinn. Today, he's best known for the Crab House in Wheeling, but when I was a kid, he was the many most commonly responsible for dinner when we had unexpected company or a big celebration.
I wonder if that was where my mom's first cousin got Chinese takeout from when she lived in Wilmette (near the Edens and Lake), my first exposure. Beef with peapods, shrimp with lobster sauce were what I remember.
JoelF wrote:jnm123 wrote:(Joel already took my Corner Hut & Cock Robin memories. You will be visited soon, Hyman Roth... )
Note, I said Hut, not Corner Hut. The original Hut was a little further west, a tiny shack that my father could barely stand up straight in. When they built the Corner Hut, there was briefly a record store in the original's location. It was my dad who taught me to love all things hot dog stand, from fresh cut fries to Italian Beef or the Combo to Pizza Puffs.
jnm123 wrote:Check out the name on the shack. On the side you can't see, they'd serve piping hot fries in small paper bags out the window. Great stuff after a summer day at Oakton Pool.