Oceanique is a restaurant that still seems to be figuring out what it wants to be, which is odd considering that the website lists it as opening in 1989 which led me to wonder if there had been an ownership change recently.
The first thing that hits you, unfortunately for the establishment, is its dated and mismatched decor. Upon walking up to the restaurant with a friend, both of us noticed that the awning over the restaurant was covered in small tears over the length of it, as if a schrapnel grenade had detonated on the sidewalk below it. I have not lived in the area long but I don't seem to recall any military engagements in the Chicago area detailed in the Tribune recently. Military action notwithstanding, it didn't give us a very favourable first impression to see that.
Upon entering, we were greeted by a very large, friendly man who slightly resembled Lenny Kravitz who seemed to do triple duty as the maitre d', sommelier and manager. There is a small bar as you enter which leads into a kind of sparse, minimalist, narrow dining room lightly scattered with artwork. We were steered, however, into the adjoining dining-room which was a very dark (despite the full wall window on the street-side) purple/red-hued room with various oversized-bistro posters hanging on the walls and a few old-fashioned lamps hanging from the ceiling. Wrapped around these hanging lamps (in both rooms, if I recall) was a drapy silk fabric lending the space a distict Turkish-harem feel. Worst of all was the wildly outdated floor tile which one other reviewer spot-on described as "a bad, '70's McDonald's floor tile). This is a place in dire need of a makeover and a design direction.
The service, while very good, was also a little haphazard with several different people attending us at various times. It seemed as if they were in various stages of training as well as I observed several tables having a pair of waiters at the same time (though not ours). At the table behind us, a problem arose with a couple who objected to the wine being decanted away from the table which snowballed into them departing the restaurant in a huff, despite the protestations of the manager/mairte d'/sommelier, who, in my opinion, handled the situation well.
But, as they say, the food is the thing and another gentleman leaving the table in front of us lauded the food heartily (to the point that I thought he might be getting a cut of any dish that he recommended that we ended up ordering). After the War and Peace-sized wine list was laid out for us to peruse we settled into the menu. We had originally planned to go for the Rioja Week dinner but had been told that is wasn't a $35, 3-course dinner but a $50, 5-course dinner. Though we didn't end up going with that menu, it seemed to be a $50, 3-course dinner with a few palate cleansing amuse-bouches thrown in (hence, the other "2" courses). We opted instead for the a la carte menu and, on the whole, my friend and I were happy with the food. They still did provide us with the amouse-bouches in the form of a tasty sliver of a leek and bacon tart and a refreshing (raspberry?) sorbet with mint leaf and orange at various times in the meal, a touch that I always appreciate at a restaurant.
I started off with the Michigan Asparagus Soup with Lobster and my friend had the Grilled Foie Gras. I enjoyed my soup which was a hearty, fairly-rustic preparation, not pureed to death. Instead of the small chunks of asparagus stalk that was scattered through the soup, though, I wouldv'e opted instead for them to incorporate the asparagus tips which are a nicer texture and taste. My friend seemed pleased with his foie gras which had a nice caramelization and was served with various accoutrements and a hearty piece of bread.
For the entree, we both did the lobster special which is discounted on Wednesdays from about $38 to $21 and we were both pleased with that. Growing up in Boston, I am a lover of lobster (they make you sign such an agreement saying thus if you are born in any of the New England states). They did not skimp on the lobster meat (which I think worked out to roughly a 1-1/4 lb. lobster) and was nicely presented with an interesting mixture of vegetables including beets which I am not normally a huge fan of but enjoyed nonetheless. My only slight, nit-picky complaint is that I would've wish for a little more of a sauce to go with it as it got a tad dry towards the end of the dish.
At dessert we were served but yet another staff-member, a bubbly-girl in a short dress (as opposed to the formal black tie and crisp white shirts of the waiters) who brought over a dessert tray with a nice variety of pastries and cakes. We decided to go with her two recommendations, a crispy Napoleon pastry and a chocolate pot-de-creme. We both were a little so-so on the Napoleon after her initial excitement describing it; very servicable but nothing you would necessarily write home about. (continued) read more