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This question is sad because it means either I'm about to die or Chicago is about to disappear. But I guess I would go to Gaudi Cafe on Ashland and Erie. It's my absolute favorite restaurant. The owners are sisters named Betty and Veronica. It's BYOB which I always love, and the food is insanely good. Everyone go there! I never want that restaurant to close.

Ron of Japan. I'd do the shrimp and the lobster.

Definitely Giordano's. I grew up on Giordano's and I just love it. I'd have the sausage and onion on thin crust.

Uncle Julio's on North and Clybourn. I'd get the asada steak platter. It's the best Mexican food I've had in my life!

If I knew it was my last meal, I might, for one of the first times in my life, lose my appetite. But otherwise I’d go to Arun’s.

Burt's Pizza. You gotta check it out. He's the guy that invented Chicago pizza. He's 82 years old? He's going to die any day now, but he invented it back in the '60s, and his name is Burt Katz. He makes the best fucking pizza ever. He makes his own fresh dough, he goes to the market every morning and he makes his own tomato sauce and you can taste it. The dude is a legend. If it wasn't for him, we'd be eating New York [style] pizza. ... You should go to Burt's, it is the best pizza ever. It's so good. And it's one of the reasons I picked Chicago: because I'm a pizza junkie. Wherever I fly, I go to the best pizza places in the city, and Burt's is the best.

Every time I go to this particular place, I act like it's my last meal. La Scarola. I would have the escarole and beans and some grilled calamari and the Sinatra -- their penne dish with vodka sauce and mussels and a bunch of stuff. It's so good. And a glass of super Tuscan.

Armand's Pizza. Just a sausage pizza, nothing cool. Or Mr. Beef! Those are the only two things I crave when I'm away. I miss the food.

I would probably go to Carson's Ribs because it's really "Chicago" and I'd get a lot there, it's a huge meal. I would probably stay to my roots and get the rib tips dinner with a baked potato and a salad.

Would I sound like I was in a boy band if I said whatever my mom is cooking? That's the real answer, but here's a cooler one: dinner at Lula Cafe.

At avec, to get some of the bacon-wrapped dates and at Lula, it'd be something on their seasonal menu, which always changes and is always spectacular as a result of that. I'm going to piss off some of the restaurants we supply coffee to with this.

It would be the Diner Grill on Irving Park Road. Not to take away from any of the wonderful spots in Chicago, but it was my first meal in Chicago. I would have a ham and cheese omelette, wheat toast well done, a glass of orange juice, and then I'd close my eyes, walk on to Irving Park Road and get hit by a bus.

Taste of Lebanon, and I'd get a full-on plate of something. Then I'd just rock out with their lentil soup.