We all become overly obsessed with strange things from time to time (Twilight , anyone?) and my latest obsession is red, round and costs less than twenty bucks!
Is it a tube of “Lady Danger” MAC lipstick, you ask? Nope! It’s Pequod’s—Chicago’s most deeeeeelicious panned pizza!
Don’t believe me? Just take a look at my Capitol One statement. Careful inspection proves that I’ve eaten Pequod’s pizza for SEVEN consecutive weekends! Unabashedly disgusting? Sure! Worth every bite? Absolutely!
Named after the famous ship of Moby Dick lore, this pizzeria features pan -- not traditional Chicago "deep dish,” which means you can stuff your piehole with slice after slice without turning into a beached whale. And! They even sell Free Willy-inspired baseballs hats on their splendidly outdated website. Who could resist??
But, allow me to put my adoration for cute sea creatures aside for a moment because what really sets this place apart from the competition is their caramelized crust. “Why’s the damn crust burnt?!” you might mutter to yourself upon popping your Pequod’s cherry. Give it time, my friends, give it time, for the taste of charcoal-like bliss will no doubt ignite a fire in your soul!
