WTF South Side?? Dixie Kitchen—gone. Dr. Wax—Audi Five (after this week.) What’s next? The Pancake House? It’s a damn shame to see brother taking his Johnny-cakes at that Calypso spot. And my waitress was slow as hell.
On a side-note, Puerto-Ricans and blacks around these parts don’t seem to get down like the Puerto-Ricans and blacks in New York. Maybe the space thing is the issue. The blacks and Puerto-Ricans didn’t have much of a choice back home—there just wasn’t nowhere to go. But there’s so much space here. None of that “peace, my brother” shit going around.
I’m hitting Macarthur’s tomorrow. I did get some don’t posters and an MOP record from Dr. Wax. Posters were only five bucks. I’m talking classic joints—John Coltrane, Ali standing over Liston and, uhm, The Matrix.
The difference in perspective between locals and visitors: I saw none of this on my trip South Side this weekend. I mean, of course, but it’s a telling reminder on differing perspectives to see Coates visit the same area at the same time I did and observe totally different things.
Though I did visit a Pancake House. But it was on the North Side. Was this the same Pankcake House, or are they different businesses?
(Observations from Chicago to come when, if I feel like it.)