Nicky’s Drive Through
11500 S Western Ave, Chicago, IL, 60643
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Address :
11500 S Western Ave
Chicago, IL, 60643 - Phone (773) 238-2855
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Opening Hours
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Specialities
- Take-out : Yes
Accepts Credit Cards : Yes
Good for Kids : Yes
Good for Groups : No
Attire : Casual
Noise Level : Quiet
Alcohol : No
Waiter Service : No
Drive-Thru : Yes
Categories
Burgers
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Greek Cuisine
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For those who don't have time to enjoy fine dining should try tasting the famous souvlaki with pita which is type of meat dish, also a trademark Greek fast food. For those who are vegetarian, or vegan can try different versions of Greek Salad. So, if you wish to enjoy a hearty yet healthy meal that tastes divine then try dining at the best Greek restaurant in your city. Greek cuisine not only tastes good but also help maintain your body in a natural way through healthy diet.
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Latonya C.
I do like this restaurant. They have very good gumbo soup, but you must take it home and add your own seafood. Their Italian beef is good. They have nice milkshakes too. I like their drive thru mainly because I never wait long.
(3)Jason M.
Always good an quick, what more could you want ? Burgers are excellent, gyros and fries as well. -1 star just because they close so early (8 pm most days :-/)
(4)Susan H.
If you grew up in Chicago, chances are you spent a sizable portion of your youth in a Nicky's somewhere. Big Baby, Gyros & All-Beef Dogs - This is the Tantalizing Trilogy that separates the men from the boys since the dawn of Nicky's. I often joke this place is a front because whenever I pass it by it is completely empty, as is the lot. I was feeling lazy and they have a drive thru so hey..why not skip my regular joint and give them a try? No line. No cars nor customers. Through their shoddy drive-up speaker I got the run down: Out of this..out of that...Finally, I just ran with the gyro. Got home...tossed a nice big piece to my pup and went to throw down on mine in the living room with Svengoolie. As it hit my plate, my pita just oozed grease. I blotted it with a paper towel trying to make the best of it, but the meat was completely lacking in flavor. They seem to try and compensate for this by drowning their Tzatziki in an obscene amount of garlic. Pouted over my First World problem and rose from the sofa to just pitch it. I entered my kitchen only to be greeted by a lump of feces. There it sat.. smack dab in the center of the floor with my pup sitting beside it looking at me curiously. "Bad girl!", I exclaimed as I went to clean it up....but heyyyyyy....that's not poop! It was the curled, still uneaten strip of meat I gave her. So there you have it. Even Gita, who delights in dining frequently at the cat sh*t buffet wants no part of them. Good girl.
(1)Tommy H.
Dude, no. Not long ago, I pulled into the drive-thru lane and ordered four hot dogs, a large coke and a large vanilla shake (I'm a fat ass). I gave my wife's hard-earned money to the lady at the little window and had over four dollars in change coming. Well, I got four dollars in change--nickels, to be precise. Whatever, money's money, you know? All my boy cares about is money--I could give him fifty rolls of pennies and he'd still hand me a fatty in return. So I'm cool with all that. Five minutes pass. My stomach rumbles. I start thinking about my hot dogs. This leads me to thinking about the best hot dog I ever had, which was a Ball Park Frank I made myself in sixth grade. Dude . . . sixth grade wasn't a good time for me. Sixth grade was the year I discovered Woman, but it would be another twelve years before I got one drunk enough to discover me. Ah, well, it's a hard-knock life. Anyway, after another five minutes, the little window rolled open, almost like a door on a bus, and, expecting my chow, I began to put my hand towards it. Yet what came out of the window was not food, but a human head. I gathered from our "conversation" that she was the manager of the joint; whatever her title, she talked at me for three hundred seconds about how bad her day had been and how lazy her workers, at least two of whom she brought into this world, were. I tried to think about other things, and but this was difficult, as water (from her mouth) keep stimulating me back into reality. She went away for a moment, and I thought, "Wow, my breath smelled like that when I smoked? If only I knew that, I would have quit years before I did." Sometime later in the day I received my food--although I don't really want to call it "food" or anything else that could be considered a half-rhyme or eye-rhyme with "good." The edibles just didn't deserve such a relationship. You see, the dogs were rubbery and not merely tasteless, which I can handle. No, they were rubbery and tasted like a very stretchy mouthpiece. The coke was warm and flat, and tasted suspiciously like my old enemy, Diet Mr. Pibb; the shake had the consistency of Dickensian gruel and was also warm, perhaps the comfy temperature of amniotic fluid. Again, I am a monolingual, spoiled fat American pig, and when hungry, I'll eat even the most repellant of substances, provided they were purchased at a fast food restaurant; but I finished only twenty-five percent of my hot dogs and less than two fluid ounces (sorry, I'm down with the English system) of each beverage as I drove through the Beverly neighborhood before returning to the scene of the crime in order to demand my money back. I pulled into the parking lot and immediately lost my nerve--social anxiety, you know--and settled for littering. I let the bag and the two drinks fall from the side of my car not facing the restaurant (with its windows, the workers inside could see everything) and then waited there for maybe three minutes, just to dissociate myself from the trash. ("It was here when I got here," I could have easily claimed.) Ten bucks down the drain. You may very well have a different experience. I hope you do. But every time I drive by, I give this restaurant one hell of a dirty look.
(1)Robert P.
Great burgers and hand cut fries good prices
(4)Joe C.
The best burgers, gyros, fries, etc. for miles around. There is a reason this business has remained open at this desolate intersection.
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