Today, you’re enjoying a slice of Brooklyn right here in Chicago.
Actually, several slices.
Of pizza. In case that wasn’t clear, we were talking about pizza.
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Ignore whatever just happened up there and press on to Paulie Gee’s Logan Square—the first Chicago iteration of the hallowed Brooklyn pizzeria, involving a surplus of wood-fired Italian sausage pies, much beer and a few rotating cocktails. It’s open now, and this slideshow is covered in pizza.
What you’ve got here is a no-frills den of dark wood and exposed brick. Sure, there’s a bathtub-cum-beer-list behind the bar. And yes, they can concoct you a damn fine boozy float with Jeni’s ice cream. But really, this place is about one thing and one thing only. Yeah, that stuff.
You’ll have 18 different one-to-two-person pies to choose from, made to order in 6,500-pound wood-burning stoves imported from Italy. The first 15 are Paulie Gee’s originals, but the last three—including a Berkshire soppressata, sweet Italian fennel sausage and housemade bacon jam monstrosity called Big Bad Wolf—are exclusive to Chicago.
As is the Logan Square: a special square-shaped pizza that’s only available in limited quantities on Sundays, Mondays and Wednesdays.
