If you've never eaten mussels before and are in Chicago, then you should go here for your first time. The food, ambiance, and service were all out of the ballpark! In truth, I wanted to deduct at one point, but then they made it right. I wrote this immediately the next day, too, to try to accurately preserve the experience. The hipster factor and commentary is below in this review.
As to the food, the mussels again are the stars of the menu. Although, do not limit yourself because they have a boatload of well-prepared, succulent appetizers AND entrées. Also, the Menu generally rotates, so one experience will differ from one even a few days from then.
On the night we dined, they had homemade gnocchi, risotto, and several other items that you would almost consider "entrée items" in smaller and sharable portions. (You know I'm going back just for the bone marrow!) We ordered the gnocchi and were so impressed that we almost ordered it a second time. The gnocchi were the right amount of fluffiness and saturation with water in order to be moist but not overly soaked. Also on the menu were more traditional items
We were there for the mussels, but they were so good that I'll return for the eclectic mix of entrées. The menu featured everything from a gourmet burger to a pork shoulder dish and several fresh fish and lobster dishes...but I digress.
The mussels had four preparations that night. I had something called sambal and my friend had the curry. They came in a large bowl with plenty of the broth in which the mussels had cooked. I finished mine and sampled some of my friend's curry. Each had a great original flavor of the broth, which we took home because there was so much of it. (I'll have rice or quinoa tonight!) The mussels were perfectly prepared: tender but not too rubbery, and easily extracted from the shell.
Specifically the sambal reminded me of everything Northern & Coastal Italian should have: subtle citruses and distinct but not overpowering garlic. The curry was as curry should be and not just what the new Thai place up the street tells you it should be: a little bite, more coconut milk flavor, and coating in texture. On that note both broths were broths like a soup and not like a stew in viscosity, and neither had any hint of the "fishy" sea taste that puts many off from seafood. I dreamt of how good the food was that evening.
As to the ambiance, the restaurant exudes a warm European café feeling. The bar dining area had a cool boutique bar that crafted alcoholic beverages and HOMEMADE SODA-POP alike, along with high tables for the casual diner. There was sidewalk outside seating for the summer, too, so that might be a great place to waste an early evening before a show or something else. We opted for the dining room which had a cozy but not too confining feeling to it. The East wall was adorned with pictures of Belgium & the Netherlands, while the wall separating the bar and dining room was a deep purple or plum with a very chic golden pattern on top of it. It felt like I imagine Marseilles of the 1970's if the French Connection is any indication of what that was actually like. It was clean, quaint, and so romantic candlelight is always a plus.
As to the service, this is where I wanted to deduct but decided not to do so. I'll explain. We had quite the time gap between the appetizers and the mussels, so I was about to take off some of my now infamous service points on the star rating above, but when the staff realized it, dessert was on them. Problem solved, and they were apologetic.
HIPSTER FACTOR: Medium-Low. Yeah, the waiter that served us wore Capri pants outside of Italy, a skinny flannel, and had a shorter but full beard, but he was by no means a Yeti Hipster...more of a simple, everyday hipster. The rest of the wait staff was normal, as was the other clientele. read more