In Chicago, July 4th used to be synonymous with Taste of Chicago. Millions of people crammed into Grant Park, stuffing themselves silly in the unbearable heat/humidity, getting drunk and watching fireworks over Lake Michigan.
Unfortunately, when the economy tanked, they downsized the festival. And if I'm not mistaken, they canceled the fireworks! In the ol' days, every restaurant in town had booths. Giant turkey legs, pizza, ribs, cheesecake, you name it...now it's only 40 food vendors. Sad.
But to be honest, even though there used to be every kind of food under the sun, I usually only ate hot dogs anyway! Here's a shot of me from a couple years ago, lovingly preparing a Vienna Beef dog, from one of my fave's Gold Coast, for devour-ation.