Rising from the ashes of Elizabeth, Atelier has already surpassed your expectations, with the restaurant representing an essential beachhead in the fight to democratize fine dining and foster an appreciation of local sourcing that transcends the cloistered world of “foodieism.”
Category Archive: Restaurant Criticism
Chicagoans need to beware that the experience offered at Sushi by Scratch Restaurants today is a pale facsimile of the version Phillip Frankland Lee put on at opening, but there is still some fun to be had.
With LEYE’s luxe sushi spot recently celebrating its first birthday, the time seems ripe for you to pay the concept a visit and test its intention of being “the best omakase in Chicago.”
Galit has entered 2023 with wind in its sails and the kind of trophy cabinet that reflects its maturity as a concept. Thus, the time seems ripe for you to engage with the restaurant and see if it has fulfilled all its early potential. Bibendum has had his say, but just what does it take to be “iconic”?
Valhalla confirms Gillanders’s status as one of Chicago’s most talented chefs, yet the restaurant still only represents a half step in his journey…
With your hundredth visit looming in early 2023, the time seems ripe to step back, reflect, and review the creative output that has flowed ceaselessly from Ada Street’s colossus of seasonal American cuisine.
When you last left Joe Flamm—a little more than a year ago—the broad-shouldered chef had successfully shepherded his new restaurant through its first few months of opening…
There can be little question of the buoyant spirit Erick Williams has imbued his restaurant (and the wider community) with, but the nature of Virtue’s execution—and its ability to successfully extend that hospitality more broadly—stand ripe for analysis.
By offering diners the freedom to define their own evening, by welcoming and caring for them expertly across all levels of indulgence, the Poseys construct that sense of hygge. Elske should serve as a model of what a boundary-pushing, community-oriented restaurant should be.
You dub Andrés “the Alinea killer,” and you attest that one sprawling meal at Bazaar Meat—enjoyed at total leisure, with total warmth, and built, plate by plate, in accordance with one’s personal taste—negates any need to go to any of Achatz’s concepts ever again.