The first is just your opinion, man, but the latter two are fair-though I’ll tell you, I can write a list that’s half south-side joints and I’ll still get a scornful comment saying that I didn’t list anywhere to eat in Pullman, and therefore I know nothing about Chicago and must be from Iowa. On Twitter and in the comments, Chicagoist was served supersize portions of all of the grief that many list makers grow used to: basically, your choices suck, your choices are so white, your choices are all on the north side.
Tacos al pastor on a spit Credit: Michael Gebert If we’ve hit peak food list, it’s clear that we’ve hit peak skeptical commenter on food lists too. Though I didn’t write the one that incited the most anger last week: Chicagoist’s list of the 12 best tacos in Chicago. I could certainly make a case that lists are edging more substantive food-related content out of the marketplace-”I’m gonna write about sexism in wine selling just as soon as I finish ranking Chicago’s ten hottest somms”-but I’d be a hypocrite for doing it because I write them too. Have we reached peak food list yet? There’s no surer vehicle for clicks than lists, however Pavlovian they may feel when you’re the one clicking on them, and food media have taken to them with a vengeance, announcing the ten best burgers and the 11 sexiest pho joints and the 12 chicken ‘n’ waffles you must eat now to be a playah. Best of Chicago 2022: Sports & Recreation.
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