First visit:
Atmosphere: pleasant, with a well lit, spacious contemporary interior and some window tables looking out on Michigan Avenue and Grant Park. Service: very attentive without any of the glitches typical of a newly opened restaurant. Kudos.
Now for the bad news:
Most of the breakfast entrees focused as expected on omelettes, benedicts, skillets, frittatas, and gravitated toward the $10 price point (so figure on a $30/2 cost unless you're cutting corners, which puts the tab in the range of Custom House--a sobering after-the-fact thought for us). There was a rather large selection so I chose one of the specials, a 3-egg omelette supposedly stuffed with chorizo, avocado, green pepper, onions, and topped with cheddar cheese and sour cream. You'd think that with those ingredients the worst that could happen would be one of flavors dominating the total, burying the delicacy of the eggs. Exactly the opposite. The eggs themselves had no flavor at all, making me think that I had mistakenly been served a yolkless omelette (which would've been an ironically egregious error considering the restaurant's moniker).
But even with the absence of flavor at the core of the dish, no other flavor dominated or barely even existed, leaving the dish spectacularly, institutionally tasteless. The impression that the omelette was made with some pre-scrambled, processed mixture was only enhanced by its texture (the consistency of soft, mealy, tiny curds) inside. I added salt near the end (something I hate to do with an omelette) but all that succeeded in doing was bringing out the flavor of the salt.
Oh well, even though our experience was similar to the kinds of places you wind up in when you want to go upscale from Denny's in some edge-city mall, we'll give it another try. I suppose we shouldn't render final judgment without at least trying one of the benedicts, although the fact that many restaurants pre-poach their eggs nowadays (often with good results, altho the potential for disaster is limitless) does give us pause.
"The fork with two prongs is in use in northern Europe. In England, they’re armed with a steel trident, a fork with three prongs. In France we have a fork with four prongs; it’s the height of civilization." Eugene Briffault (1846)