Granted, this post is a little late, but I thought I'd share my experience, translated from my blog entry. I was a little angry that night, so I'll try to sort out the swear words -- errr, I mean, anger -- and create a bit of objectivity.
I'd heard excellent things about this restaurant, both from here and from reading reviews on different sites. Our actual experience that night -- well -- I'll let you read on:
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Dinner tonight - was an over-rated, over-priced experience.
We spent half as much on our anniversary 'lunch' at Phil Stefani's 437 Rush and it was much better. Even the wine was better.
That being said, I the risotto I had (with the lobster) was the BEST EVER. That was, really, the redeeming part of my meal, which, luckily, was the entree, but really, one of the only really GOOD parts of the 7-course meal I had.
(Ed note: the lobster risotto was amazing. I would go back to just order that if it was just as good.)
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I also posted a more detailed review the following day. Here are the highlights of that:
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Arrival: Easy to find, tricky parking situation. Luckily, they had valet service. Normally, I'd bitch about paying for parking when there's street parking that costs NOTHING, but the area was very parking-deficient. Unfortunately, they only had two guys doing valet service, and they were [working like mad] trying to keep up with everyone. I went inside while Wes [my husband] waited for the valet.
We were seated immediately, which was good, even though we were about 15 minutes early.
They seated us on the outdoor patio, which was in an enclosed, heated tent. It was very hot inside. The table they sat us at did not have a lighted candle, but the maitre'd brought one over right away. This candle was the only source of light at our table, which, while being "romantic," made it ridiculously difficult to read the menus. The maitre'd asked us what type of water we'd prefer (tap, still, or sparkling). I ordered sparkling water. We waited another 10 minutes or so, and our waiter came over with additional wine selections, and asked us if we wanted a cocktail first. I told him I actually wanted to pick out a wine, but could we please get some sparkling water? He seemed surprised that we hadn't gotten it yet (even though it obviously wasn't on the table.)
Anyway, when he brought our water, I ordered the wine (Ken Wright Pinot Noir, I don't remember the vintage or vineyard, etc.), and he brought that out. I was surprised that he used the glasses on our table for the wine, but I hated to ask if they had different ones, because I figured, well, it's Valentine's Day, and they probably didn't [or wouldn't] have enough "nice" glasses to give to those who ordered bottles. Am I being a bit snobby about this? Yes, but if you're paying a lot for a bottle of wine ($70), you expect to get a better quality glass than the "table" glasses. At Phil Stefani's 437 Rush, they served the wine with Reidel Bordeaux glasses. *That's* what I'm talking about.
After we'd ordered, we were supposed to get a pre-appetizer (or, amuse bouche as they called it on the menu) of butternut squash-and-goat cheese maki roll, with peppered huckleberry coulis. Instead, we were given the appetizers we ordered (I had the peppered elk carpaccio with mission fig flan and balsamic gastrique, and Wes had herbed gnocchi with porcini, fava beans, and roquefort cream.) On a side note, I thought the carpaccio was similar to pate - I've never had it before. It was all right, to be honest. I really liked Wes's gnocchi, but the portion was tiny! When they had taken away our appetizer plates, I asked our waiter about the pre-appetizer, which he apologized about and brought right out to us. He said something about the "kitchen getting ahead of itself," which didn't really surprise me, but still left me slightly unimpressed.
The soup course was a roasted carrot puree with caraway apple salad and pumpernickel croutons. It was a bit spicy and actually fairly good. I wasn't as impressed with the apple salad bit, but the soup itself was excellent.
The salad was described as baby arugula with goat cheese and vanilla grapefruit vinaigrette. In reality, it was an unusually large pile of argula with a very *light* coating of vinaigrette, and a small bit of goat cheese & grapefruit on the side. Largely dissatisfying, to be honest, except for the goat cheese, which I love. I love goat cheese.
Our entrees really turned out to the star of the night. Wes had thyme rubbed beef tenderloin with blue cheese mashed potatoes and roasted chestnut sauce (the tenderloin was quite good, sort of like a cross between the two cuts we usually get - the New York Strip & Filet Mignon). I had lobster and foie gras risotto with grana padano cheese and gremolata. I've had risotto a few times in my life, and honestly, I've never had one I really liked. Until last night. I don't know what that cheese is that they used, but it was UNBELIEVABLE. It didn't make the price of the meal worth it, but I would have paid just to eat that, oh MY. Given everything else, I loved this entree.
I think it was just before our entrees arrived that we ordered another bottle of wine - the menu said '01 Dashe Zinfandel; Dry Creek Valley. He brought us the '02 vintage, which, my brother-in-law (who used to work at a wine store), said was an inferior year, especially for California wines.
(ed note: I may be wrong about this - can anyone confirm this?)
I thought it wasn't the one that was on the wine list, but I didn't say anything, and now I'm kicking myself, because when he opened it and I tasted it, I knew it was flat. That is more my fault than anything, even though I partially want to blame the waiter, who didn't even mention it wasn't the same vintage on the menu. A good waiter should always make sure the customer is okay with that before they serve it. Maybe he didn't know better -?
Anyway... after that, we had a cheese course. On the menu, it's described as "lazy lady farms cranberries & cream and figaro cheeses with quince jam." All that came on our plate was three different cheeses. No jam. No fruit. No cream. All of which, would have probably complimented the cheese. Instead, it was just cheese. Plain, creamy, pungent cheese. I ate a few bites before giving up on the course. I wish I'd had a better memory of the menu at the time so I could have said something to our waiter.
Our dessert was flourless chocolate cake, raspberry mousse, and espresso truffle, for two. It was all fairly good. I loved the cake, but then again - I love chocolate anything. Yum.
So, yeah, that's pretty much the story of the dinner. We then waited about 15 minutes for them to get our car because there were two couples in front of us. Again, with the running valets. Wes was exhausted and slept in the car on the way back home.
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Anyway, I was a bit sour about the whole thing because, with the tasting menus and two bottles of wine, our bill came to over $400 with tip. I didn't feel like we'd gotten the experience I had hoped for and expected.
I ALSO realize that going on Valentine's Day was probably a really stupid idea. Sitting at the tables made you feel like you were in speed dating - it was a series of two-tops in parallel rows, inside a heated indoor tent with white Christmas lights on the ceiling. The whole thing was sort of surreal.
I'm hoping for other people's thoughts about this place - what they liked, their personal experiences. I am very reluctant to ever go back considering the wide variety of restaurants in Chicago and the amount of money we spent that night. On the other hand, I hate judging a place solely on one bad experience.
-- Nora