Two Foods at a Time

Buffalo Chicken Pizza from Ian's Pizza

Sit down for this one folks, it's quite the shocker. In a world where we as pizza lovers are fighting over what type of crust is the "best ever in the whole wide world!" we can all agree Buffalo wings are the perfect side dish to any pizza. What would happen if we put aside our crusty differences, took our delicious wings and put it on top of the pizza? Some say disaster. Some say strange. Some say "Let's go drink till we puke!" I say, "Frickin Magic!"

Ian's Pizza (3463 N Clark St. http://www.ianspizza.com/) did just that. This pizza delights all taste buds. Let's start from the bottom, up. The crust is hand tossed to a perfect thickness. Sure, it's pretty tasty, but it serves a bigger purpose than that. If it wasn't for the crust, you would be holding the saucy, cheesy, goodness that rocks your face in the palm of your hand. It also absorbs the Creme Fraiche sauce pretty darn well. You heard me. Creme Fraiche. Translation: Fresh Cream. Wow. Just wow. On top of that creamy heaven is a perfect amount of Mozzarella cheese - just enough to say, "Hey, you're eating pizza!" not, "Hey, you're eating a brick of cheese with bread stuck to it!" Then comes the deliciously sauced chunks of grilled chicken. The buffalo sauce used is a little spicy but has a great balance of hotness to vinegar-ness. I wish they would make straight up wings, its so good. Along side the chicken chunks is the best part of this whole pizza - melted bleu cheese. The strong, karate chop you in the mouth taste of the bleu cheese magically melds this party of random flavors together, making one big, cohesive, super flavor. If this pizza was Voltron the bleu cheese would be Commander Keith (the Black Lion), everything connects to it.

*WARNING* If you do not like bleu cheese, you will not like this Pizza.

*ANOTHER WARNING* If you like bleu cheese, you will love this Pizza.

This is one of those foods that you have on Monday, don't give it another thought on Tuesday or Wednesday, but on Thursday when you're minding your own business, it hits you like old people hit free coffee. You have to have it. And you should. Go there. Get this.

I give this pizza 5 out of 5 Commander Keith's

If Good Morning America said it...

The Rockit Burger

I'm not fancy enough to have eaten this burger. Rockit Bar and Grill's menu describes this plate as "declared 'best burger' by Good Morning America. kobe beef, melted brie, fried shallots, medjool date aioli, truffle fries." There's three foreign words and the mention of truffles in that description - too upper class for me! Regardless of its social economic class, the menu is no liar. The onion roll is stuffed with all that hoity-toity food.

I feel that it was a little too much for the awesome taste of the ground Kobe beef. Don't get me wrong, I liked it - a lot - but I think the aioli (rich people's Miracle Whip) just added grease to an already greasy meal and the fried shallots (rich people's onion straws) added too much flavor. I was burping up the shallots all night. The really bad kind of burps you can smell three minutes after the event. I wanted to burp up the Kobe Beef all night instead. I wouldn't have cared if people hated the smell of my gassy face and didn't want to be around me all night. I would have sat happily in a corner by myself drinking something bubbly trying to relive that taste. Halfway through the sandwich I realized that it was the rich, perfectly cooked meat itself making it awesome, so I took off all the lipstick and rouge, including the onion roll, and went to town! Good Morning America is ill informed of burgers in America. While this is an extremely tasty burger, it is by no means one of the best in Chicago, let alone the whole Red, White and Moo (I hate me for keeping that pun in here).

On the other hand, if they said "Best fries in America" they would have hit the nail on the head! If you do go to one of the Rockit Bar and Grills (22 W Hubbard or 3700 N Clark, Chicago) spend the extra $3 to upgrade your fries to the ones fried in Truffle oil. Many thanks go out to all the little piggies that found those truffles for my taters.

I give this Burger 4 out of 5 truffle piggies