We had a very enjoyable cocktailing & dining session at Maude's on Friday evening. I arrived right around 5 to an empty house and grabbed a couple of seats at the end of the bar. Early arrival was a good thing because the place filled in steadily and by 6:30 or so (iirc), the mellower-than-I-expected crowd was 2-3 deep at the bar. The dining room on the main floor filled up -- with a wait -- a bit later on but I'm not sure what the status of the upstairs dining room was at that point.
Jeff and Owen -- the gents who were working the bar -- took great care of us with well-made cocktails and professional, friendly service, which included our casually-paced dinner. The spirit selection, while not vast, was thoughtfully assembled and the wine list echoed that. I started out with a very well-executed Boulevardier (Old Overholt), which I followed with an extremely enjoyable Old Fashioned (Four Roses). Later in the evening I went "Dealer's Choice" and ended up with a tasty Old Pal and a perfect rendition of an old-school Whiskey Sour. Maude's is definitely a liquor bar, though the food was no second fiddle.
Maude's Liquor Bar - 840 W Randolph, ChicagoWe started out with a special . . .
Pig's Trotter Stuffed with Veal Sweetbreads and Hen of the Woods mushrooms (it was very dark, so this is the only dish of which I took a picture)I really loved this dish, which I thought was excellent across the board. It was a great concept and very well-executed. The skin was not crispy but tender and unctuous, and loaded with intense pork flavor. I loved the stuffing, too. The dish was disarmingly rustic, with several of the small bones still intact. The trotter was cooked so well, that the tender flesh just slipped off the bones. I happily put those gnarly knuckles in my mouth and cleaned them completely of every tasty morsel they held. A Bibb Lettuce salad with fines herbs and sherry dressing was very tasty and its balanced and focused acidity was a nice foil for the richness of the trotter but the salad was, for my taste, a bit overdressed. In a very nice move, a server who was pleased by the fact that we ordered this dish, comped us some pours of pinot noir because he insisted those mushrooms needed a pinot accompaniment. This was a great gesture, which reflected the ethusiasm of the staff.
Next up was the Sausage of the Day, which happened to be Cotechino served over a bed of lentils. I really liked this dish, too. The cotechino had an invitingly course grind, was very moist and possessed a loose but not crumbly definition. Flavor-wise, it was mild with a faint backnote of aromatics (cinnamon, clove?), which were judiciously applied. The highlight of the dish, however, was the lentils, which were spectacular, with a perfect texture and deep, complex flavor. All in all, a very enjoyable dish.
After the sausage, we went for the Steamed Mussels and an order of Pomme Frites, which come with garlic aioli. The mussels were damned good but didn't pop for me in quite the same the way some of the previous dishes did (for me, it's hard to top all that pork with something from the sea). I also liked the crusty bread, which was served with them. The broth was tasty and I used the bread to sop up a goodly amount of it. The frites were some of the best I can remember having in a long time. They were hard and crispy on the outside and fluffy on the inside. Really, these were an example of textural perfection and long after they cooled off they still maintained that great texture. But I may have buried the lead on the frites because it was evident the moment I tasted them that they had been cooked in some sort of delectable animal fat. Sure enough, we were told that it was lard. Dayum! Just great frites. The garlic aoili was excellent, too, with an assertive but not overbearing bite. However, the fries were so damned good on their own, the aoili wasn't even necessary (even though I really enjoyed it).
There was one dessert on the menu: creme brulee. We were informed that what distinguished this version from others is that the top layer of sugar was burnt with an iron, rather than a blow torch. It was a thing of beauty, served in a low, round, iron skillet which provided a large amount of surface area for maximum burnt sugar real estate. I loved the 'brulee' aspect, which really reminded me of marshmallows cooked over an open fire. The creme had a nice texture but I really missed that distinctive vanilla note that I'm used to with creme brulee.
All in all, I thoroughly enjoyed Maude's. The well-made cocktails were easily (not marginally) into the "this is a real bar" level and while the food was all at least good, a few of the dishes I ate stood out as excellent. I'll especially be thinking about that trotter and those frites for quite some time. The scene was barely a scene at all, which was so welcome. And, service was great. Being located in that spot on Randolph had me expecting that the experience would be a bit more of a show. Instead, it was low-key and relaxing; with some serious chops both in the glasses and on the plates.
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