stevez wrote:Another one I don't visit as often as I'd like is
Mrs. D's Diner in Wilmette. It's run by the Kapetan family who used to be the owners of Edgebrook Diner back in its heyday. It's well worth a visit if you find yourself in Wilmette at breakfast time. It's right across the street from the Linden stop of the purple line.
Scrambled Eggs and Hash Browns Chow Poodle Style
Mrs. D's Diner
415 4th Street
Wilmette, IL 60091
847-256-2580
I'm with Steve. I had this type of question in mind last week, when I found myself up North in time for a late lunch. I had not been to Mrs. D.'s since just after they opened in Wilmette. Seems like the place has been decorated a bit since then, with photos and nostalgic posters. I can't vouch for the breakfast, but the egg salad sandwich I had was clearly house-made, very fresh, with minimal mayo. Prices were quite reasonable for that high-rent area (Wilmette). I also had a good split pea soup, which may or may not have been house-made. In any case, it did have little squares of ham added to it, and some decent croutons. Service was friendly and attentive.
The location could serve those who might have visited Patty's for convenience.
The only hesitation I have in recommending this place is that I know Wilmette has a dearth of places to eat, and a large number of families with children looking for a casual lunch spot. I was sad to see the Butt'ry go. I wonder when it turned into a Japanese bistro. That spot had a great chicken salad and egg salad. I had thought the new owner was keeping the old favorites and adding Korean dishes. But maybe his or her clientele of elderly North Shore residents was not sufficient to keep him or her in business.
Another good choice in the Evanston area is Prairie Joe's. Crowded for sure- don't even think of going there on a football weekend- and not open Sundays. But the owners are very nice people and take good care of their regulars. The lunch specials are often very good indeed. For some reason, this place never caught on, but it is a place I could happily eat every day. Grits are available. Biscuits, not so terrific, but the ham is not in limp slices, as at Sparky's, which I dislike for its low aspirations, in spite of a nice waitress.
Man : I can't understand how a poet like you can eat that stuff.
T. S. Eliot: Ah, but you're not a poet.