Man, this thread is worth a bump for a couple of reasons. First of all, not to brag (too much), but that's a hell of a "before" pic for the current state of my mid-riff. Second, this place needs a bit more love. My family and I went on a Fri night recently. We were not alone in the place, but we could have used a lot more company. Nothing about the meal shouted neglect or passed by or anything like that. It was a highly satisfying meal. One you all should mimic.
Speaking of passed by, if I would have one complaint with Al's, it's that they updated the interior. Pre-remodel, this place ranked up there with Orange Garden or Klas as one of the most preserved, ideal, exact decors in Chicagoland. Why could they not realize what they had. It's like all those Chicago 2 flat owners in the who thought their places would look better if all the trim was painted over white. Maybe someday, someone will do a gut rehab of Al's and scrap off the re-do and uncover the glorious darkness that it was.
Nothing else suffered. In re-reading this thread, I really do not think enough justice was done for this place. The salad gondola is, like a lot of this place, rather idiosyncratic, with its mix of pickled beets, cheap pepperoni, and zig-zag sliced mozzarella (the old school kind, not no fior di latte nobody sent). Yet, within this weirdo mess is a seafood salad, that at about any other place, would cost more than the $3.99 gondola; there's a homemade eggplant salad that I bet is the same recipe used back in the old country; roasted peppers were expertly done, then enhanced with way too much oregano and, new but cool, huge slices of jalepenos. Even the dried herb heavy salad dressing is exemplary. Who said unique is not delicious. Of course, we have fried calamari too, because they know how to fry at this place. The portion is huge, and sure, a little Open Pit sauce goes well. As R Fox noted above, bread service is way above normal standards, with the Sicilian mafalda leading. All this means that you can take home as much food as you eat.
Our haul back to the Bungalow included pizza leaning on that Chicago school of a very short crust, eggplant parm, a mess of sausage, potatoes, onions and peppers called giambotta, pasta with Al's creamy sauce and more pasta with plain marinara. These are all perfect examples of the fusion of Italian recipes with new world zeal. The hidden dollops of butter in the pasta sauce really show the move to a new world cuisine. The only food that deserves a little quibble was the sausage in the giambotta. I've had lot better in the Near West suburbs.
Before heading home, there's one last trip to the gondola for the fluffiest, sickest, oddly pleasurable desserts. Lime green pistachio, classic ambrosia; a thick, nearly cheesy tasting rice pudding. It's a good place to go after getting your wisdom teeth pulled.
Listen, I'm a huge sucker for these kinda places, and my grade may be affected. In recent weeks, I've had just as satisfying meals at Jim & Petes and Jimmy's. Still, there's something about all the quirks that maybe puts Al's a little, teensy bit higher in my rankings. Of the three, it also seems the most in danger. Not the kinda meal you want every day, but someplace you need to get to more often.
Think Yiddish, Dress British - Advice of Evil Ronnie to me.