The one thing I have heard about A10 with absolute consistency since they opened, is how inconsistent they are. So we approached our first visit with a wee bit of trepidation and were happily surprised by a very good meal (with a couple of quibbles) and very good service in a relaxed atmosphere commensurate with the upscale-but-still-basically-neighborhood vibe of the place.
We were there fairly early on Sunday and there were only about 4 other tables going in the fairly large room. As dusk settled I found the room comfortably dim but not oppressively under-lit.
Although our waitress opened with the dreaded "Have you dined with us before?", which always induces a fight-or-flight response from me, I was quickly set at ease by a brisk, informative spiel touching local sourcing and what components are made in-house and therefore likely to vary a bit from expectations (e.g., tonic in cocktails), without any lily-gilding cuteness or gush or otherwise affected affect.
We ate lightly but enjoyed all of it. My cocktail had a whimsical name but was essentially a bourbon Manhattan with a touch of orange. Pleasant, if not special. Mrs. B. found her daiquiri bracing and enjoyable and not too sweet.
Roasted mushroom soup with a little pile of duck confit in the center was delicious. I very nearly cancelled my main and tried to order a bucket of the crispy, crackly, roasty duck. Mrs. B. found her salmon perfectly roasted on a tasty bed of fregola (which I mistook for wheat berries), Swiss chard, and a couple of other components.
The campanelle pasta with braised lamb shoulder, leak and thyme was perfectly done, and assertively thymed, with a generous amount of lamb scattered around. Some might have found it too salty, but I like salt and enjoyed it very much.
Quibbles:
While there is a brief "small plates" section, they don't really do starters, and I rather wish they would. Some shareable savories that would go down well with cocktails or the first glass of wine. If not that, then I wish they would at least plunk some bread on the table with a bit of bean puree or some such. There is an somewhat odd "For the Table" section with only three items: fries, focaccia, and olives. I wish there was a bit more.
Temperatures---Both of my dishes (soup and pasta) arrived just barely warm enough to avoid a complaint, rapidly cooling from there.
And yet, the pasta, while not really hot, also seemed to have suffered from just a bit too long under a heat lamp. It was the sort of dish that can take it, but with very little pressure on the kitchen at the moment, no reason not to time things a bit better.
I can't imagine A10 being a 'destination' spot, given what Chicago has to offer in nearly every neighborhood, but I'm glad to have it 3 blocks from my house and would not hesitate to bring guests there when looking for a step up from Snail Thai, Cedar's, et. al.
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