There are many Greek words, though weirdly none for "pay my taxes". But though that joke was hilarious, probably don't use it when visiting the Maglaris family's newest eatery, Covo. Greek for "carve", Covo is a temple of gyro, paying homage to the Mediterranean street staple in a space designed to "recreate a deconstructed version of Chicago's Meat Packing District" with repurposed meat cooler doors, white ceramic tile, and light fixtures fashioned after meat hooks. Get down like hep people in the '60s on said gyro (thrown in grilled housemade pita and slathered w/ housemade tzatziki) by selecting one of three meat options, including lamb/beef marinated in Med spices, chicken marinated in citrus/herbs, or slow-roasted, caramelized pork. If you prefer salads because you suffer from low self-esteem/being in a sorority, do your thing on their Mediterranean Island Orzo w/ Greek olives, feta & veggies, or the Puttanesca Style Black Eye Pea, which, coupled with an intensive workout routine, should help get rid of those lovely lady lumps. Once you're done singing Fergie, wash everything down with craft beers and wines, or just get more lady lumps by adding sides like hand-cut fries peppered with oregano, feta, and a variety of dips, yet another word just starting to make its way into the Greek lexicon.