Boricua! Just 4 miles west of downtown, Humboldt Park is a vibrant, simmering ethno-dimensional taco wrapped around a bustling 219-acre park. Historically diverse, culturally magnificent, with Scandinavian and Polish roots, Humboldt's now the beating heart of Chicago’s mighty Puerto Rican community. Suffice it to say, we’ve got it all: jibaritos, pierogis, ancient oaks, cold beer, cumbia, slow-pitch, good people.
Equally stunning and decrepit.
The Ol’ Faithful of bakeries, showering Humboldt Park with doughy sweets all day every day for almost a century now. Need a strawberry-creme filled lemon cake with your sweet MeeMaw's face on it? A red velvet retirement cake shaped like a hot dog? Of course you do. Get it here. The real unsung hero is the doughnut; even the neighborhood's grumpiest old men will line up on Saturday mornings for the fresh-baked glazed lemon poppy seed and the maple bacon long johns.
