A few upcoming food events in Chicago.
There aren't many restaurants that can boast a great Monday lunch crowd, but with simple Italian favorites and a lively atmosphere, I can see why Club Lago has always been a neighborhood favorite.
It's no secret that the neighborhoods of Lincoln Square and Ravenswood are stuffed with enticing options, but what is most exciting is the variety. Here you'll find old school German joints, cozy neighborhood gems, and perhaps the city's highest concentration of great Thai restaurants.
Chicago completely dominated The Daily Meal's best of list, with more doughnut shops in the top 25 than New York, Brooklyn, and Los Angeles combined.
Open every weekday from 10:30 a.m. to 2 p.m. until December 13th, The Nosh is bringing 15 local food vendors, along with a number of food trucks, to Block Thirty Seven in the Loop.
Eating in The Willis Tower: My Three Day Chinese, Thanksgiving, and Half-Priced Sushi Bender at Market Creations
During orientation on my first day working in the Sears Tower, I learned about the largely building staff-focused Market Creations: "it's always Thanksgiving on one side and Chinese food on the other. They have sushi, too."
In a world populated with plenty of piles of greasy potatoes, this simple kale-stuffed breakfast stands out.
Sushi Sai doesn't have a street-facing sign, which makes it a little more secretive-looking. But once I stepped in, it turned out to be a typical sushi lunch bar, serving mostly sushi items and a few hot dishes.
One of the hard things about finding good Mexican food is that signs typically promise things that are not literally true. The outside promises a pastor cone, but then all they do is grill marinated pork on a flat top. But some places still use a trompo.
When I ordered the Don't Tell Tal, the cashier looked at me incredulously. She asked me I knew how big the sandwich was. I lied and told her I did, and, besides, I was hungry. Well, truth be told, I'm dumb. Don't get me wrong. The sandwich was delicious. I just didn't come anywhere close to finishing it.
"Comfort revisited" is the culinary mantra at Hearty, a restaurant rooted in reinvigorated nostalgia and a hefty dose of whimsy.
Some restaurants not only allow large parties, they embrace the crowd. In fact, they are more enjoyable the bigger the table. These are places where talking loudly and sampling your neighbors dish is encouraged.
Up the street at Publican Quality Meats, they're just waiting for the big party in the back to pay the bill and we can be seated right away. Bingo.
If you're looking for some of the most inventive, saucy, flagrantly fusion-style maki around, this hip North Side sushi spot has you covered.
For holiday gatherings with a set menu, avoiding gluten is harder than staying sober at a family reunion. However, that doesn't mean gluten-free eaters are stuck with a side salad and sweet potatoes. Restaurants and bakeries across Chicago are serving gluten-free versions of Thanksgiving favorites and sharing the recipes.
Eataly Chicago is finally here, and it's hard to imagine a bigger opening in River North this year. You can check it out for yourself on Monday, December 2nd, but until then, take a look at our preview.
The last place you expect to find seasonal variation is in Chinese restaurants. It does happen, but to the casual observer, it's the same bell peppers and bok choy month in and month out. So I was immediately curious when Cai, a big dim sum hall in Chinatown, had pumpkin congee on its menu.
While Chicago may not be a college town, per se, Hyde Park is certainly a "college neighborhood." In a way, The Med is Hyde Park's answer to a the prototypical college town restaurant. The walls are covered with unrelated, incoherent, yet somehow interesting art, and the art is covered with unrelated, incoherent, and not-so-interesting graffiti. This is unadorned, but solidly good food.
When you proclaim to be a play on a Jewish deli (the deli part of the name has since been removed), everyone expects great sandwiches. Which is exactly what I got with the Classic Reuben at Dillman's.
The night we went to was titled "The Food Porn Party." Yes, you read that right. Check out some of the bites, shenanigans, and jorts. Yes, jorts.