riddlemay wrote:After declaring a Taste moratorium for the last twenty years, we are going Sunday with a friend (when it will be mobbed, natch), on the theory that it will be good "ironic fun." One thing I hate about Taste (and no doubt will hate again, unless I'm successful in putting an "ironic fun" context around it), is that there's no place to sit down and actually eat your food. Food-on-a-stick can work standing up, but some things require a knife and fork. How the hell are you supposed to use a knife and fork while you're holding your plate and standing up? (With a beer in the other hand?) Even if you can find a curb somewhere to sit down on, cutting your food on a plate that's balanced on your lap is less than ideal, too. All of this bothers me more than the mediocrity of the food does; I can handle mediocrity, if it's a nice sunny day. Well, that is, I guess the truth is that I can handle mediocre food mentally and emotionally; it's handling it physically that the problem I'm talking about comes in.
I, too, had avoided the Taste since the late 80s. Still, I was downtown yesterday morning and stopped in at the Taste minutes before it opened for biz.
I wandered around, ran into Steve Dolinsky (who was also looking for a good place to eat, so I remained without compass), ended up on Jackson. I bought the standard 11 tickets for $7. My first stop was the Bud tent (because, if you don't start drinking in the morning, you can't drink all day); that took 8 tickets, leaving 3 tickets, with which I purchased a "taste" portion at Vee-Vee of jerk chicken and rice/beans; chicken was very good, nicely spiced, not at all dry, though the carbs were clumpy.
I repeated this strategy, this time going to another place with the same name repeated, Zam-Zam, and had a tasting portion of samosa, which was okay, but the hot green sauce was absurdly watery. The guy behind the counter said they were selling a lot of goat, which is a good thing.
Overall, a mixed experience: mediocre beer (if you spot anyone selling anything other than crap brews, it'd be good to post about); one good item, several just okay to mediocre.
Total cost: $14.00.
Big plus: the porta-potties were immaculate. I was thinking I should have brought my laptop; I could have gotten some work done before the game at Wrigley (which was way more fun than the Taste, though the food was even worse).
Long-term value: I don't feel I will need go to the Taste again until 2027.
Hammond
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