Phil Johnson's was only the second place I'd seen one of those huge rotisserie features. I'd grown up admiring the chickens rotating in the picture window at Mary's Cupboard when I was very young (in the Winnetka building that, many iterations later, houses Restaurant Michael, though the window that looked into the one-time giant rotisserie has long since been bricked over). Phil Johnson's was kind of a "day in the country" stop for us back then (along with the more recently defunct Carrot Top), and I was delighted to find a second place that had the rotisserie -- and a window for viewing it. The world was a wonderful place indeed.
I've always loved seeing the process, from Bob Chinn inviting my brother and me into the kitchen at House of Chan in Wilmette, back when that was the only place he owned, to dad taking us on a tour of the United Airlines flight kitchens at UAL HQ. When I worked for Kraft Foods and had to visit all the plants across the country, I never had to fake enthusiasm when I was asked, "Would you like to tour the plant?" But for me, seeing food made in large quantities started with those rotisserie chickens.