Well, I don't have to decide in town or out, because my few trips out of town this year were unimpressive foodwise (Wyoming has other virtues). I do stick (mostly) to a new-this-year rule, because crispy en choy at TAC would just crowd everything else off every year. And I tried to be specific about individual dishes... but kind of just went for places that overwhelmed me with goodness by the end.
10. Grilled sable liver at Taxim, with a nod to its melitzanosalata, duck gyros, some dish or other with lentils and Greek yogurt, etc. I've always liked the comfiness of Turkish food, which is really a closer description for what
this Greek restaurant serves than anything that suggests the party food of Greektown. Others have my same level of enthusiasm (e.g.,
Mike Sula) while many, including a lot of LTHers, seemed underwhelmed by the relatively restrained approach of Chef David Schneider. I might agree that Taxim still lands slightly more on the potential than the achievement side as yet, but still, I liked the best of what I ate there an awful lot.
9. Cucumber cocktail at Graham Elliot. Though I had some very good dishes on two visits to Graham Elliot, the best thing I had there was a terrific summer cocktail from mixologist
Lynn House, using her housemade cucumber soda, vodka and a little egg froth on top. It's called Almost Paradise, and it's too modestly titled.
8. Fried bologna at Taste of Melrose Park. Okay, this one was a total package deal from
a pretty magical night, but really, it's surprising how good that fried bologna was. With a nod to
Pierogi Fest in Whiting, for also helping redeem my faith in street fests.
7. Steak tacos at Las Asadas and Tacos el Jaliciense, and pastor at Tierra Caliente: Two of these are sort of ringers, since I ate at the old Las Asadas on Western and elsewhere before they opened a new one on Western, and Tierra Caliente is the former, and widely praised, Carniceria Leon on Ashland north of Division. So I'd been to both in previous incarnations, but both hit new peaks— I ate at both the old and the new Las Asadas within a short time, and the latter blew the former away for sheer juicy beeferifficness. And maybe I just timed Tierra Caliente perfectly one Saturday afternoon, but it was pretty much the pastor poster child that day, crispy and tart. As for Jaliciense, that's a nice little stand on a triangle of land near Grand and California that also can turn out a heck of a nice steak taco.
6. Edzo's. Oh yeah, baby:
5. Black-eyed pea cassoulet at Chaise Lounge. Cary Taylor and
this glitzy-rowdy Wicker Park spot were in my sustainable fish video, and seafood is the focus there, but I have to say, as terrific as some other things were— lobster pot pie, scallops in beet schmear, an unexpectedly good almond cake at dessert— it was this amazing blend of Franco-Southern comfort food that I could just curl up with right now. If there's a relatively undiscovered front-rank chef in town, Cary has quickly become it.
4. Hoosier Mama. Too many contenders for the best thing I had
from there— could it be the savory pork, apple and sage pie, the best bang for your pork buck in town at $4 a slice? The Southern-sweet simplicity of discoveries like Hoosier Sugar Cream pie or oatmeal pie? Apple quince, cranberry chess (okay, not as wild about that one, but it looks nice below), maple pecan? Luckily, one doesn't have to choose— even if Hoosier Mama is pricier than supermarket pie, it's still luxury on a budget compared to ordering dessert out, and a much surer bet.
3. Mado. What do I look back and think of first from several meals at Mado? Rabbit agnolotti, I guess— because they've completely turned me around on their spare approach to pasta (partly, I hasten to add, because they're better at it now). But austerity has rarely had so much flavor as when Mado tosses housemade pasta with the bare minimum of stuff. Unless, of course, it's when Mado simply dresses a few vegetables, or simply roasts a fish in their woodburning oven, or simply does any number of things so perfectly.
2. My country ham, tied with green label organic prosciutto and speck from La Quercia. Read all about the former
here; as for the latter, I've never even gotten to try the creme de la ham at La Quercia, the acorn-fed Berkshire, but noshing on a variety of hams at the Eckhouse's home during the shoot for
Sky Full of Bacon #10, the
green label organic clearly seemed a level or two above their already excellent product, and as good as anything I ate in Spain (not that it's the same style, exactly, but close enough). Meanwhile, the hint of smoke applied to the speck, light as it is, lifts this German style into its own special dimension.
1. Vie. As I
wrote then: "As much as I admire what’s happening at the very high end, my soul likes a little funk in the mix, and I find the precious arrangement of things into little cubes to get sterile sometimes, however exquisite it may be. For me, then, in my experience there’s no Chicago restaurant at work right now better than the meal I had last Saturday night, for its dedication to getting the best, richest, most purely satisfying flavor out of the best ingredients. And if you can think of other things a restaurant should be doing first, well, we just have different priorities, I guess."
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