Written by Guest Contributor: Jordan North We got Tony Chu back. And things are getting weird. This issue focuses on food- porn (because Chew) and big toe ghosts and hones in more on a detective story than most Chew stuff may. Alas, it is still boatloads of fun. The prologue where Colby winks at the guy frisking him was fucking hilarious and put me in a good mood for the rest of the issue. Directly after which were treated to seeing a brace-faced high-school Tony getting- it-on on prom night down at David Cop-a-feel point (because Chew) watching Tony talk to his future baby`s mama`s dad who happens to also be a military general whilst wearing said young woman`s bra on his head. Rich.

As for the meat and potatoes of the issue Tony spends the main chunk eating a chunk of his diseased—kind of-- I’m a little confused now, sister`s toe which somehow allows them to communicate from beyond the—kinda-- grave. With her help him and Chow track down and put a stop to a man who literally sells food as porn in a demonstration of what are increasingly absurd cuisine related powers (speaking of which the vote Eccles for senate poster featuring ol` burgerhead himself in the background of a panel solicited a giggle on my part and was much appreciated). It’s also a testament to the writing that Tony and Toni`s relationship is so funny and genuinely heartwarming at times.

The quality of art goes without saying here (because Chew). It, as always adds the perfect complement to the types of downright zaniness these stories are chock full of. Overall issue #37 is a pretty low-key one focusing more on buildup than anything else; nevertheless I still enjoyed it as much as I do any issue of what is one of my favorite comics on shelves. Plus, the return of the lying cat t-shit! Times are good for Chew. Read it. Love it. Food porn.

Score: 5/5

Writer: John Layman Artist: Rob Guillory Publisher: Image Comics Price: $2.99 Release Date: 10/9/13