P. came to Chicago on business. I met him at The Publican. I didn't wake up and think, "I'm gonna be bad today!" but these things happen.
The pig painting is enormous. Several of these porcine cuties decorate the restaurant.
Ham as an appetizer
Perfect frites; crispy with a faint scent of bacon fat...
A waffle for dessert, because breakfast shouldn't be limited to the AM
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