To Hell with Skyline Chill.
That was the source of a Dubgate V beef between me and a man we'll call "Brad."
Brad, like most Cincinnatians, thought my Skyline #takes were bulllshit. Unlike most Cincinnatians, he was able to elaborate his argument beyond ape-like internet behavior.
Over the course of a couple beers, Brad and I — with an assist from a chill Tennessean (never underestimate what a chill Tennessean can add to negotiations) — agreed there was only one way to settle this feud: Eating Skyline at a location of his choice.
And that's how this past Sunday I found myself in a Skyline Chili on Ludlow Avenue, right around the corner from the University of Cincinnati's Campus.