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“(Outstanding home-cut fries in the bag, no-frills service, 'hot-dog-hut' ambience with thier funky glass building, and very good polish and hot dogs.)”
“Nothing like a seat on the picnic bench during a warm summer day, and Parkys food.”
“(Outstanding home-cut fries in the bag, no-frills service, 'hot-dog-hut' ambience with thier funky glass building, and very good polish and hot dogs.)”
Horrible food,employees-disgusting!.
This place was empty-no wonder.3$+tax for a disgusting dog soaked in watery mustard with about 5 flakes of onion and a single tomato slice.That and a bag of limp,greasey,half done fries with the peel
still on.Terrible.
As if that wasnt bad enough I got a mouthful of grit on the first fry.I spit thatout and tried another and another and one more.Grit like sand on all 4.I threw the fries in the garbage.Pretty bad,huh?It gets worse.
When I told the chick at the counter(yes,this is the same slob everyone keeps talking about fighting with the other employees) about it,she took great offense,got very deffensive,and said"Im sorry you feel that way-we are known for our fries"
As if I just said I simply dont like them-not 'there is sand in my fries'.
She knows that the customer is always wrong,.
What are these fries known for anyway? The Sand Condiment?
Stay the heck out of this disgusting little hole.…
Get the fries!. Wow, a lot of 5 star reviews for this place. I just recently discovered Parky's and while I like the place a lot, I reserve 5 stars for a place like Parky's that no one knows about so there's not as many people in line! Still, with all the people this place pulls in, it's definitely worth the wait for the greasy french fries. The hot dogs are okay--nothing exceptional, but the fries are some of the best I've ever had.…
Great Hot Dogs, Greasy Fries. I haven't eaten here in years, but I used to come all the time throughout high school. I love that the fries have to be double bagged because of all the grease. I'm a vegetarian now, but back in the day I would drive out there just to get two jumbo dogs and a big bag of fries. If you love hot dogs or sausage, go to Parkys!…
Best Hot Dogs. Best Hot Dog & Fries Ever. My friends & I stopped off there while shopping in Oak Park & were floored by how good the Food was. It has an old time lok to it but dont let that fool you. It was clean, quick, & good…
Best Chilli-Cheese Dogs Anywhere. i've been going to parky's since i first started dating my now-ex girlfriend, Alison. She was the vision of crumbling beauty, lost hope, the American dream gone straight to hell. She first introduced me to Parky's early in our stormy and short-lived relationship together. She lived over on Maple, near Philander's, where we frequently enjoyed masochistic old jazz torch songs in their smoky barroom. I remember courting her in spring, and sitting with her on what of the outdoor benches, relishing our chilli cheese dogs and the bright, warm sunny weather. But there was a darkness beneath the facade of normalcy and contentment. At that moment at Parky's, she pulled out David Ratkoff's book Fraud, and i new she identified with every word in his troubling yet insightful distillation of self-loathing and alienation in America. I was not aware at that point that she had developed a huge habit, one that led her into marginalized communities of drunkards, prostitutes, g**g foot soldiers, and off course, dealers. A nice, suburban upbringing hid a truer, more macabre reality that pervaded her worldview, and which was at once terrifying and well as pitifully endearing. Parky's, in some way, normalized our troubled lives, which were both quite empty and misguided. A chilli cheese dog was all that mattered on that beautiful sunday afternoon- a respite from the harsh and vivid insanity that would characterize much of our time together. I know she's nine months sober now, though we have not had any contact for three years. I hope she's ok today... i hope she's found meaning and acceptance, peace and love. I still eat at Parky's today, without her... but sometimes, when the weather's just right, and i sip my fanta amidst big bites into my chilli cheese dog, i think of her...and i feel her next to me still.…
