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The food order is so familiar it slips off my tongue easily, "Italian beef, dipped, no peppers." In Chicago, everyone has their preferred Italian beef order, and that was mine. Oh, sometimes I might get it with mozzarella, but usually, just meat and bread. That's how I liked it, and I saw no reason to … Continue reading My Ordered Life