Polish Sausage w/Fries from Jim’s Original
Item Purchased: Polish Sausage w/Fries from Jim’s Original
Location Purchased: Jim’s Original / 1250 S. Union St. / Chicago, IL
Price: $2.60 w/tax
Review: It is with a gas-filled intestine and a bowed head that I am humbly asking for your forgiveness. You see, on my weaker days, I used to give into the pied-pipery, fried-entrail scent that wafts across the dusty construction site from the white building known as Maxwell Street Grill to the bookstore where I work. I previously wrote here of the virtues of grey sausage and what were (at the time) a slightly superior French fry. That review was written in times long gone. Times when Jim’s Original and its questionable competitor received shipments from the same trucks in the early morning. I had written off Jim’s original completely in favor of microscopically crispier fries. I am here to say that I made a mistake and I ask for your understanding.
What I failed to notice is that some time within the last six months, Jim’s Original has changed their formula. Both places may have a new building and a new location, but only Jim’s Original has upped the ante! No longer does the drab, square and white building of Maxwell Street Grill deserve my arterial cries of pain. I reserve that masochistic pleasure, now, for Jim’s.
You see, Jim’s Original has begun cooking polish sausages that are more of a pink color than grey. Have you ever seen a grey pig? Or even a grey cow? Brown, sure. But grey? Rarely! When you do, that cow is usually blindfolded with its hooves behind its back and tied to a pole, awaiting the loving and firm death blow of the farmer so that more black market handbags can be made from its hide. Pork is usually grey, but we all know that sausages aren’t make from the prime cuts of a pig (for those of you who don’t know what they are made of, it rhymes with “ships and grassmoles”). Jim’s polish sausage obviously comes from the poetic parts of only the healthiest sows.
The reason…The absolute essential reason to answer the happy yellow call of Jim’s, however is the change they have made to their fries. Long gone are the soggy potato strips with the consistency of that sweaty kid you used to pick last in Phys-Ed class (that was me when I was in high school). Now, not only are the fries crispy, but they are also battered better than a Maxwell Street pickpocket. Every last fry is crunchy and flavorful, prepared with corn and flour love by the guy who screams at you from the street side window.
Once again, please forgive me my past transgressions. The original Maxwell street Grill review has been updated for those of you who have found my site through Google searches for polish sausage.
You’d be surprised how many people stumble across Consumatron that way!
Update (08/31/06): I’ve attached a picture of the Polish sausage. I ate the fries on my walk back to the office. Next time I will refrain myself so I can take a picture for you.
Rating: 4.25 / 5
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