DML wrote:This all may be just speculation, but I was in on Tuesday. The meat counter looked slightly empty. There was nearly no coffee (I had to go with packaged stuff). Other parts of the store looked O.K. We will know when we know. Hopefully the place can pull it together. It would be missed, despite the flaws.
I'm
already missing the old F&O. Things have gone precipitously downhill in the six months since I moved in across the street. The first sign of trouble was when I saw a person there who appeared to be consulting on their cafe process. But that was at a time when they still appeared to be trying to improve matters. At a certain point, they must have given up. The staff, with the exception of a few buoyant cashiers, is down-in-the-mouth or absent. The shelves have been increasingly empty in recent weeks. Are they trying to hold on with a limited inventory, or hoping for a rescue? In the meantime, someone should reorganize and remove empty shelves or dress them up somehow.
Yesterday, on a mission to buy deli salads, I was unable to purchase anything prepared, as everything looked very tired indeed. I ended up with supermarket pre-packaged cold cuts and made my own salad from the decent lettuce and tomatoes I found. More and more shelves look empty, and the staff is spotty. I understand that they no longer have a nighttime staff, and have taken to stocking the shelves during the day. Fortunately, the butcher and baker still offer quality, and the milk is still fresh.
Although having a grocery nearby is a benefit to those who live in the immediate neighborhood, I remember when they were a destination. Over the years, I ran into a bunch of Lth-ers there, shopping for hard-to-find ingredients. Perhaps others fill that niche now, but there is still low-hanging fruit in that business, what with a corner continually supplied with tourists on their way to Navy Pier. If they were to clarify the entrance (What's the deal with the odd blocked corner?) and make use of the outdoor space along the river, they would have a business again. Of course, they need to clarify what business they are in. At this point, it's unclear that they have either restaurant/cafe or grocery business. And no one walking by would be able to tell you. I doubt anyone running the business can tell you, either.
Were I to indulge my fantasy of rescuing F&O, I would go for broke during the coming holiday season. This would involve food carts on the corner near the entrance, perhaps offering chestnuts, crepes or pretzels. Or why not the best of Chicago food? tacos, birria, isaan sausage, curry puffs, banh mi and champurado. I would fill the sidewalk down toward the river with tables and perhaps music, and heat the outdoor area near the water to permit people to gather there with holiday beverages such as hot buttered rum and glogg.
This theme would continue inside, where I would re-configure the entryway from a checkout to a place where customers can actually see and taste what delights await them. I would create a sight line from the entry to the central space around the bakery, decorate the hell out of it, and offer samples galore, as well as pre-packaged gift items (they did this in previous years). Again, live music and the sense that this place is alive and kicking. A kid-oriented feature would not hurt. Maybe find a Santa that really looks like Santa, and a kid-sized gourmet grocery where kids can shop for their parents.
I'd offer a taqueria (none in the neighborhood) and an all-day breakfast menu in both the cafe and the restaurant, in an effort to draw off some of the insane (and, IMHO unmerited) business from Yolk nearby. I would light the windows in the cafe to create some visual interest for passersby. Just think of all the dollars that walk by on their way to a dismal Navy Pier food court, or return hungry, after passing up the fast food there. Here is the place to eat and shop when you visit Chicago!
Whew. I am done now. Thanks, I needed that.
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Josephine on October 30th, 2011, 8:21 am, edited 1 time in total.
Man : I can't understand how a poet like you can eat that stuff.
T. S. Eliot: Ah, but you're not a poet.