I had a meeting with a client in this cool warehouse/office building in the city. Their neighbor is a spice company called The Spice Outfit. God the building smelled good. I can vouch for the cool old time gangsta packaging and spicy goodness of these rubs.
Random fact: When I lived in England I worked at a pub and anytime a patron would hear that I was from Chicago they would say "Oi, Shiii-KA-Go. Al Capone. Bang! Bang!". Hilarious. The only alternative was the older, evening crowd that would sing Que Sera Sera to me after they had been drinking. Despite the constant questions about gangster life in the big city and Doris Day songs it was actually a blast. Maybe I should send them some spice?