There’s something to be said for a meal that puts its foot on the pedal and doesn’t let up…
Dessert
On this and many other unforeseen occasions, Cellar Door Provisions stands at the ready…
My last meal at Oriole left me feeling that the restaurant was undergoing a bit of an identity crisis…
On its night, no other restaurant offers more superlative value or, in fact, does more to collapse the city’s traditional hierarchy of fine dining altogether…
Ten years after Oriole’s debut, I cannot think of a tougher or more rewarding test for a restaurant that has earned its place in Chicago’s all-time fine dining pantheon…
On those nights when intention, ingredients, and execution align, the team here is capable of crafting one of Chicago’s finest culinary experiences…
Smyth—driven by larger circumstances—has taken a new direction before, and it seems poised to do so again.
By and large, I enjoyed what I tasted at Oriole back in September. Two months later, where do things stand?
More than a year after my last visit to Valhalla, I now ask: was I right to have faith, or did I jump the gun?
It might be best to think of this experience as the “B-side” of Maxwells Trading…