- Peter Engler
- Gyros at Gyros on the Spit
Even in my most impaired moments I’ve never been able to stomach the gray, mulched meatstuff whittled away from the ubiquitous rotating gyros cone. I know that’s borderline heresy given that Chicago is pretty much the capital of mass-production gyros, tzatziki-drenched sop to an infinity of hangovers. But I don’t see why anyone would ever opt for that stuff when there’s so much perfectly good shawerma to be had. Wicker Park’s late Covo Gyro Market changed that for a time, but that time didn’t last long (it closed last fall). Apart from places like Psistaria and the Parthenon, freshly made lamb and beef gyros made without mysterious extenders and fillers remain a rarity in this town.
