I received an email from an old high school crush a few weeks ago, not wondering how I’m doing or if I ever get lonely, but instead asking if I had reviewed Sheesh Mahal, 4621 N. May, yet. In her letter, she told me that it’s her favorite restaurant but it’s pretty much empty these days. She went on to say that she believes they’re getting by on a small contingency of “taxi drivers.”
Now I don’t know about all that, but I do know that since I’ve moved back to the city, the parking lot seems to stay quite barren, sadly. Being on my mind quite a bit since the letter, I decided to stop by this weekend, my loins quivering for a broad lunch of Sheesh Mahal’s renowned homemade Pakistani food.