Wed 30 Sep 2009
Luxe Chicago: Flying High in the Windy City
Posted by capitalspice under Food Travel, Restaurant Reviews, Wow, You Need Booze!
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Chicago is one of those cities that takes their food seriously. From their bar-food favorites (deep dish pizza, Italian beef sandwiches, Chicago-style hot dogs) to their high-end chefs (Charlie Trotter, Grant Achatz, Rick Bayless), you can rest assured that you will eat well in the city by the lake. For our anniversary, we decided to head there for a long weekend. Sure, we took in the sights…but we also took in plenty of good food. In this post we’re focusing on our high-end highlights.
Topolobampo
We’d been planning our trip to Chicago long before Top Chef Masters hit the air, but we found ourselves drawn in by Rick Bayless as he made his way through the competition. How could you not be? The guy’s culinary skills are only matched by his Midwestern nice-guy demeanor. We decided we wanted to try his cooking for ourselves, but we had been warned that waits of an hour or more are not unusual at Frontera Grill and the newly-opened Xoco. So we played it safe and made a reservation for lunch at Topolobampo, Bayless’s more upscale dining room that sits between the other two and is the only one of the three that isn’t first-come, first-served.
The lobby shared by Topolo and Frontera is colorful and full of energy, but we soon found ourselves being ushered back into a more sedate space. Darker walls are decorated with colorful Mexican paintings and dia de los muertos dolls line shelves between two rooms. Tablecloths and candles in glass molcajetes say ‘fine dining’ – but not too loudly. So does the complimentary serving of guacamole and housemade tortilla chips that puts the usual chips and salsa to shame. We celebrated the fact that we were on vacation with a pair of cocktails, one of which blended Ayinger Ur-Weisse with passion fruit, fresh lime and a flower tea. For our meal we started with a shared plate of the tart and silky Fronteriza ceviche before moving onto entrees of cochinita pibil (similar to one of the dishes from Bayless’ Top Chef Masters win) and duck in mole de olla. The suckling pig was savory and crisp, but Elizabeth’s duck dish blew us away and left us scraping the plate with our complimentary tortillas. What impressed us most about the experience was the fact that each of the dishes we enjoyed was so much more than the sum of its parts…you really had to get a bit of everything onto your fork for the full experience. And we were happy to have the chance to do just that.
Topolobampo
445 N. Clark St.
Chicago, IL 60610

Blackbird
Some restaurants run like a family reunion. Blackbird glides along on rails, as stark white and calmly efficient as a Scandinavian surgical team. Looking over the menu in the bustling, modern space we realized ordering the tasting menu was our best path. The creativity of dishes jumped off the page, each competing for our attention. We took the pressure off ourselvs and let the kitchen decide for us.
Soon a parade of flavors descended from the kitchen, starting with a light taste of sturgeon belly with trout roe, chioggia beets, and crunchy marcona almonds. All the flavors scooped into one delicate forkful set the tone for the rest of the meal: exquisite ingredients with a studied contrast in flavors, textures and balance. One of my most anticipated dishes – the pistachio gazpacho with ahi, watermelon, sea beans and cocoa – packed a double surprise punch. Precisely diced pink watermelon and tuna intermingled as twins in appearance and contrasts in flavors while a strategic pinch of quality cocoa powder gave the cool soup an earthy gut. Chef Sheerin (who has spent time in the kitchens of both wd~50 and Jean Georges – this guy does not F around) even made foie gras, a dish that has grown commonplace on upscale menus, taste exciting and surprising. I was dubious when I first saw the preparation on the menu. Served alongside peaches, sweet corn, and sliced crispy okra? Was this an overwonked study in irony that the high end dish can slum it on a plate with lowly okra and fruit? How naive of me. The preparation was nothing short of a revelation: the decadent silky foie gras (served torchon) sang while the acidity of soft peach, the crunch of scattered corn, and crisp, almost bitter okra played Supremes to the foie gras’ Diana Ross. It was utter rapture in one bite.
Blackbird
619 W Randolph St
Chicago, IL 60661

Craft cocktails (if you can find them) and classic Italian after the jump. (more…)













