Prior to today, I only knew pig heads from Sokodé street vendors:

While I can't say that its man-bun-donning hipsters serving kale pasta alongside pig heads necessarily improved my appreciation of the delicacy, Charlatan is still a reasonably-priced, hip, and often delicious hangout. Even though both the decor (sunglasses wearing taxidermy) and the room were loud, the room still managed to be intimate.
Highlight of the night - grilled octopus. One of the most tender, smoky, and well dressed versions I've ever had. Highly recommended. The Black Pepper Rigatoni was a surprise hit - the tomatoes acidity and the pepper's spiciness, balanced atop perfectly al dente pasta.
The Black Kale Spaghetti reminded me that I always overestimate how exciting kale actually is. Focaccia and grilled scallions were fine, if not a bit pedestrian.
The pig head was suggested "for 2." We had 6 people and wanted 2 orders. By the time we placed the order, the server informed us that 1 of the only 2 available orders for the night was just sold. When it came out - as the finale that it deserves to be - we were taken by how impossibly huge it was. I will pay to watch 2 people finish this dish.
Beneath the crispy, but not suckling-pig crispy, skin were thick layers of fat and tender meat. Personally I felt it was lacking enough spices or charred-ness to cut through the fattiness - lard is great when it plays off other strong flavors. The drippings-dipped focaccia and corn were heavenly.

Alas, unlike the Togolese butchers, Charlatan did not serve us the brains.
Charlatan1329 W Chicago Ave
Chicago, IL 60642
(312) 818-2073