So money trouble may shutter the doors at Moo and Oink. While I do not eat moo, nor oink…the idea of a Chicago without this commercial devastates me. My kids are supposed to come visit and say “Mommy, yo, what the HELL is this?” (They will say “yo” because they are being raised in Brooklyn.) And then, I get mad because they said “hell”, but I’ll have to be understanding because the commercial is so out of pocket. Anyway…wave your hands if you love catfish/jump up if it’s your favorite dish. *jumps up*