Brandy chose to take Hawk to Links Taproom in Wicker Park, a beer focused bar with a brunch menu themed on sausage. "Fine, I'll go," Hawk relented, "But I won't be ordering anything that comes with a foam, coulee, or micro greens." "I don't think you'll have to worry about that," Brandy smirked.
Using the screens as menus, Brandy and Hawk ordered up two beers: Goose Island Matilda for Hawk and Two Brother's Panther Fist for Brandy. "See? Beer is manly, isn't it?" Brandy said to Hawk as their drinks arrived. "I suppose," Hawk conceded, sipping, "Although my beer does have a girl's name." "Oh, for goodness-!" Brandy exclaimed, and going back to the beer menu, she ordered him what she thought was the most manly sounding thing list: a maple flavored porter called the Smoked Pigasus. Hawk sipped approvingly. "It's good," he said, smacking his gums, "Tastes a bit like chocolate though." Brandy threw her hands in the air.
Foregoing the beer and ordering up some food, the pair started off with a dish called the Brunch You in the Fry, an entire tray full of hand cut fries and slathered in goat cheese, sausage gravy, roasted red peppers, and pickled jalapeno slices. Going in with nothing more than a fork in each fist, Brandy and Hawk made quick work of the sloppy mess of deliciousness. The fries were thin and crispy, keeping their texture even under the weight of all the toppings, and the gravy was thick with a good smokiness from the sausage. Even the peppers played their part, adding some sweetness and tanginess to cut through the richness. "Plus, I do like a bit of color on things," Brandy said. "Color isn't manly. We like all our food to be in shades of brown and beige," Hawk countered.
Because of the remnants of the drinking holiday weekend, the bar was a little busy, and without servers, a single bartender, manager, and a few food runners did the brunt of the work. Though a little slow, they were extremely friendly and accommodating, especially the dynamic bartender who quickly learned the names of everyone in the room and made it his mission to recommend beers for every taste. The prices were extremely reasonable, with all of the brunch specials coming in under $10, which was quite the deal considering the portion sizes and quality of the ingredients. "It may not have been pretty food, but it certainly was tasty," Brandy commented. "It certainly wasn't delicate, that's for sure," Hawk laughed, "I guess brunch really can be anything you want it to be." "Indeed," Brandy grinned, "Now finish up the rest of that beer with your pinkie in the air like a proper man!"
The writers of this blog were invited to dine by the restaurant free of charge in exchange for an honest review.