The aroma of mesquite does not engulf you upon entering Ristorante Columbiana (fullerton, just west of kedzie) as it does at some other roast chicken places. The chimuchurri looks a bit watery when they bring it to the table. Yet when they bring the chicken out, you know it is the stuff of Boston Chicken's dreams, and lurking in the sauce bowls are plenty of peppers and spices, only to make things better. On the side, all the carbs needed to pack for tomorrow's triathalon: plaintains, white rice, beans, fried potatos. To drink, treackly sweet "champagne" cola. I took my parents and kids there on saturday night. Try it too.