a.f.oneill wrote:I used to hit the perch somewhat regularly. Good, but no better than say JJFish.
Yeah I went through a phase where I was regular perch guy as well, in fact I remember being excited about the switch from the 53rd st. harolds at dorchester to kimbark plaza because you could get the perch in HP. Nowadays I stick with the bird though, after revisiting my perch love a little whicle ago and realizing you can't go home again.
a.f.oneill wrote:On that note - anyone else have fond memories of Dock's? I used to go to the one on 53rd all the time in high school and really dug the fishwich. I think they had a boisenberry shake also? I remember heavy salting, which I love, and a nice tartar.
Man I hated the dock's on 53rd. Some of the slowest fast food I ever encountered, and IIRC pretty carelessly made
Love the Ivan Calderon sig btw, He made probably my favorite catch of all time, on the scoreboard of the old tiger stadium, gold chains a flying as he caught it.
Rene G wrote:
Those aren’t bad but even better were those thick paper plates that all the Harold’s once used. They had a larger surface area allowing better coverage with the sauce(s).
I too miss the old chinette type plates, they held a whole lot more hot sauce, I remember in my formative harold's eating days the challenge was getting the old lady at 53rd to put enough hot sauce on to soak through the chinette.
Rene G wrote:I’ve mentioned this before but to me there is no smell more evocative of Chicago than a batch of Harold’s doused with hot and mild. When I walk past someone carrying a sack on a hot summer night, it just sets me to salivatin’.
Totally agreed (I've think I've said that before as well) except no mild on mine please. I once visited a friend at Stanford carrying a white half the whole way to take chicago to him