The building still stands. The food does not. But some still feel compelled to take the cheap shots. Photograph provided by the Smokin', Chokin' and Chowin' with the King weblog. |
The page in question is meant to give people a chance to share their memories of the South Chicago and East Side neighborhoods – which are the ones in I was born and which I still have some relatives living.
THERE
IS ONE stream of thought now existing on the page that talks of the Mexican Inn
– that triangular shaped restaurant at 95th Street, Ewing Avenue and
Avenue L – not far from that open bridge the Blues Brothers leaped over in that
1980 film.
The
thread has been out there for months. But in the past couple of weeks, there
are those individuals who have felt compelled to inform us that the restaurant
used cat food in the preparation of its tacos and other Mexican (actually, more
Tex-Mex than real Mexicano) food.
While
some people say it wasn’t cat food as
much as real-live kitties being cooked up in preparation of the Mexican dishes.
When
some (actually many) people felt compelled to post items saying that such
stories were nonsense, there were responses from the few insisting that
EVERYBODY in the neighborhood knew all about this. It just had to be true!
PERSONALLY,
I HAVE always known there are some people who are nit-witted enough to want to
believe stupid stuff and tall tales, particularly if it is something hateful
about another group. Perhaps their own lives are lacking that they feel the
need to trash someone else to make themselves feel better?
And
yes, the idea that some people are pathetic enough to want to rant about
anything Mexican in nature is not a surprise. Particularly since the names of
the individuals who were spewing these feline tales seemed to be (by my
judgement, at least) Polish or Italian.
Probably
people who voted for Donald Trump (17.05 percent of the 10th Ward’s
presidential vote last year went for The Donald, with some precincts exceeding
40 percent) and are upset about his recent political defeats on various issues.
But
seriously, who feels compelled to spread old rumors and rubbish about a
restaurant that – while an iconic part of life in the 10th Ward –
has been out-of-business for several years?
THERE
ARE THOSE who say the Mexican Inn (which dated back to the early 1960s) was one
of the first Mexican-inspired restaurants in Chicago, and it lasted several
years into the 21st Century.
I
know some people of a certain generation (in their 60s or early 70s, and NOT of
any Spanish-speaking ethnic orientation) who say the first time they ever ate a
taco in their lives was at the Mexican Inn!
But
while the building remains and there are some faint traces of the paint on the
outside walls that used to advertise the restaurant, the food service has been long gone.
Even
the more contemporary restaurant that the family tried opening in Dyer, Ind.,
has since gone out of business. From what I hear, many people felt the new
restaurant was “too expensive,” although many of those people struck me as
being cheap and complaining in the way that some can’t get over the fact that a
Chicago Tribune no longer costs a quarter the way it did when I was in high school – and is actually now $1.99 per copy!
PERSONALLY,
I REMEMBER eating there as a kid. Both when my family was still city-residing
proper, and later when we had gone suburban (Lansing and Calumet City, to be
exact) and made trips back to the city to “visit grandma” or other cousins.
In
my mind, the Mexican Inn is a place where I could get some basic Mexican food.
I have since found restaurants offering much more elaborate Mexican cuisine,
but that doesn’t degrade the “Inn’s” memory to me. Which is why I hadn’t been
there in years, and must admit to being shocked when I learned a couple of years
ago that it was gone.
But
other people, it seems, are pathetic enough to want to spread the trash talk.
They’re not happy enough that the restaurant no longer exists – they have to
piddle on its memory.
Although
from my perspective, all they have really done is forgotten to unzip their
pants first – leaving the equivalent of a wet spot all over the front of their
trousers.
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