Just back from our much-too-short visit to Chicago, and I wanted to report back and thank all of you who helped us eat well on our trip.
We arrived in town Saturday just in time to get a late lunch in Xoco. My mom and sister gave me worried looks when they saw the line out the door at 1:30, but I promised them it would be worth it. For the guacamole alone, they were not disappointed. All of us are guac snobs who think our homemade is better than any restaurant, but we loved Bayless' version (which actually tasted a lot like our homemade... but better). We gobbled it up at our outdoor table, which we were led to after a short 10-minute wait, as we were able to jump ahead of many who wanted to eat inside on that gray day; we had decided to brave it and hope the rain held off ... which it did. We then sampled the pepito and the ahogado tortas, on the suggestion of several members. Both were met with lukewarm excitement from my sister, who isn't a huge meat eater and has issues with "stringy" stuff, which this meat sort of was. I expected it to be more like braised meat, but it seemed like it was pit-fired (which I assume is what it always is?), and maybe a little tough. The flavors were great, and I enjoyed both tortas, but I think everyone else was a little underwhelmed. Not important, though, because they were still on the guac high, and they were about to be wowed by the hot chocolate and the churros. I'm not a huge sweets eater, so I finished off the tortas while they dug into the desserts. Both loved the churros but said they actually could have done without the chocolate (said the fried dough concoction reminded them of a state fair elephant ear, which may be their favorite food in the world, just a little crispier). The hot chocolate was very good, very thick, and very unlike anything we've ever tasted before. Overall, I'm very glad to have tried it, but next time I'll bring my husband, who will appreciate the food more.
We tried to work off our late lunch in time for our very early dinner reservation at Sable, with not too much success. We decided when we got there to sit at the bar and concentrate on cocktails, snacks and conversation. We let mom order, since it was almost Mother’s Day and it was “her” trip. She picked the bison sliders and a small cheese plate. Both were delicious, and by the time we’d eaten those and had two drinks, my sister and I were ready for one more plate. We chose tuna tartare, which was light and delicious. We left satiated but not stuffed, fully intending to hit another spot late-night for either dessert or another round, but mom got tired and we got lazy, so we all ended up heading back to the hotel before we could eat any more.
Sunday morning we woke up to a beautiful spring Chicago day, the opposite of the previous rainy/dreary day, so we decided to start the morning with a long exploratory walk. We got hungry as we headed south and ran into a place called Yolk, which I hadn’t really heard about or written down as a possibility, but it was there and we were hungry. I had a frittata with green onion, avocado, bacon, and cheese, which was huge, filling and good. My mom had a couple of eggs, bacon, sausage, and French toast, and my sis had biscuits and gravy with eggs and fruit. None of us finished our entire breakfast, which were about $9/each, and it kept all of us full til dinner (which won over mom, who had noted that it was “a little pricey, don’t you think?” as we put our name in). The place was crazy busy because of the breast cancer walk taking place across the street at the park, but we were there early enough that we waited just a few minutes. I later noticed in my notes that we were probably less than two blocks away from the Bongo Room, but we just never made our way over and were too hungry to walk anymore by that point.
By the time brunch ended, it was time to head home and spend the rest of Mother’s Day with my own little ones, who aren’t quite big enough yet to enjoy a shopping-and-eating weekend in the city with us. But they were sad I didn’t home a deep-dish pizza as I had intended, so I’ve promised we’ll go back soon and do a little-kid-friendly trip (bring on the pizza, Italian beef, Hot Doug’s and more).
Thanks again for helping to make this a fun trip for all of us. Even with our diverse tastes and interests, we were able to have three good meals that satisfied all of us.