Why not chime in? I have only been to Burt's once, and it was late on a weekday afternoon, probably May or June. The wake for a friend's Mom was very nearby, so I took advantage of the moment to offer to get some food for the kids (hah!) and hauled his two sons over to Burt's where we ordered a couple of pizzas to go. Also snacked on some garlic bread and pop while we waited.
The place was empty, so we wandered up and down, back and forth, taking it all in. It was not exactly what I pictured, though once I checked out the history and understood we were actually in a hundred year old riverside barn (or something like that, I do not remember the exact details) filled with someone's very personal and eclectic set of memorabilia, it made sense. It smelled old, and a little musty, like an old, converted barn, maybe even the slightest hint of mildew, but certainly woo and decor that had a history.
The service was as personable and idiosyncratic as I had been lead to expect. I have to echo someone above on the pizzas - I am not a fan of thick crust, but this was a very good pizza. Will I drive 30 miles back to Morton Grove just to have it again? No, but I will go when I am in the neighborhood.
I also agree, completely, that I would take friends there, but only certain friends. The lovely Bride, for example, would climb the walls if made to stand for 15 minutes while all the tables are empty, but she hates to wait any time. Buddy, maybe full disclosure is the best policy? "Sorry, we just got hammered and are catching up. I can seat you in a minute once I wipe off this table, but all I am going to be able to give you for the next 15 minutes is a glass of water..." Naw, I guess that does not fly either.
Other friends would find the place dim, dingy, a bit unkempt - all of which is certainly true, but I like wearing comfy old shoes, too. They have character and suit me better.
I suppose Burt's could scrub the place up, tear out the old walls and carpeting and put in brand new ones, hire some rosy cheeked high schoolers to work as hosts and wait people, and add some kitchen help and a second oven to increase his capacity. Probably would need to add on to the place to add a few tables to support that staff. Then in a year he could either stop going into the kitchen at all and just watch the till, or file for bankruptcy, depending on whether the demand holds up.
Something is lost, something is gained... we lose Burt's and gain a Bennigan's simulacrum, clean with prompt service and cute memorabilia. It would be a sad thing.
So whether the way they run it is deplorable and unacceptable, or quirky and charming, whether the whole atmosphere and style of the place are just spice on your pizza, or a fly in your soup, you gotta respect them on these counts:
They dare to be different.
They are unapologetic about it.
And Buddy plays with us here, explaining but not trying to excuse, how they do things. Some pretty funny lines, too, Buddy.
Oh, and they make a pretty good pizza. But you can discount my opinion on this as I tend to look at the service and atmosphere as part of the entertainment I pay for with my meal, and if I wanted to always have exactly the same, perfectly performed ballet, heck I guess I would be Swiss.
Don't go to Burt's unless you are okay with some quirks and being treated as something other than an extremely valued customer whose time is of the utmost importance. They care a lot it seems but not in exactly that way.
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