Dear Carol's Chicago Style Diner,
You may not be the friendliest of diners, nor the fanciest, and sometimes your patrons are the sketchiest of drunks that somehow found their way to your restaurant when getting kicked off the Blue Line but GOD BLESS! Your grilled cheese and scrumptious greasy fries and chicken noodle soup really hit the SPOT on cold winter nights.
Considering I went to school for a year at Pivot Point (which is down the block) this place was my savior on evenings when I didn't feel like taking the extra steps to Subway across the street or getting take out from Hot Wok/Cool Sushi around the corner and what I really wanted was some hot comfort food.
Yay to Carol's for always being there for me...never got a chance to check out the old school gambling machine in the back, though. I guess some things are just sacred. lol.