I used to live two blocks due north of Epic Spices, and going there every weekend is probably the thing I miss most about Chicago. My bitters and vermouth game changed dramatically when Steven started bringing those high quality and crazy cheap herbs in, and he'll happily order weird one-offs, like the raft of kombu he acquired for me, if you intend to buy it all. Going there really was a joy, both for the absurd quantity, variety and quality of spices and the time spent with Steven and Natalie. I make a point to stop in whenever I'm back in town.
Snacker's pro-tip:
Sprinkle Maldon sea salt and fennel pollen over a healthy dollop of raw honey alongside freeze-fried satsuma oranges and some thinly-sliced soppressata. Serve with an orange wine, like Vodopivec Classica, and accept the praise your guests hurl at you with self-deprecating grace and class.