The only unequivocal winner of Tuesday’s election, for me anyway, arrived long after the polls closed and the candidates had gone home.
It was the Chicago-style dog at the Wieners Circle, served up, as always, with attitude.
The Illinois primary was a snooze. But even boring elections can make you hungry. The spice of the evening came around midnight in the encased meat wrapped in a poppy-seed bun as I sat at the red picnic tables outside the iconic joint on North Clark.
Junk food joy for a political junkie.
Read Carol Marin's entire column in the Sun-Times.
