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I’ve been waiting to experience The Purple Pig since I moved to Chicago in January of this year, 2014.
So tonight, it was raining, 10pm and I was flying solo with my honeybear out of town on businaasss. So tonight was the night that I walked right in to The Purple Pig and sat down at the bar, no wait
I’ll be honest. It’s difficult for a coffee shop to win me over because I ask for a lot—a lot being my perfect Café Au Lait, made with a light roast, and steamed almond milk, with shiny, glorious microfoam. So when I began my search for Chicago’s best cup of bean blood, I looked high and low …
It happened like this. I was strolling through Costco, starving, looking for something that I could buy and eat immediately, yes in the car. Don’t judge. You’ve been there. I wanted something healthy, but also sinfully satisfying. I ask a lot from life. Then I saw it … Angie’s Kettle Corn.