What's the name of that place...
...in Chicago...
It's a restaurant, Italian, a Lettuce Entertain You venture. I used to love it, it has a giant tomato precipitously perched above the entryway. Kate always used to say that we (or SOMEONE) needed to catalogue all the giant/oversized sculptures of things in Chicago, there always seemed to be an abundance.
Anyway, la casa de Tomato (or salmonella delivery device, these days)...I think it was on Ontario, perhaps? No, it couldn't have been Ontario...Erie? Crap. Little help? The name of it completely escapes me. It had the giant open warehouse decor, bar in the front, open kitchen, I used to get the Fettuccine Bolognese, it was the best I'd ever had at the time, and has yet to be dethroned. Though Jim Hall's dad's cream sauce pasta in Minneapolis back in '96(?) was pretty damned close.
I need to look it up, Watching Top Chef the other night made me think of it, I doubt it's still around, heck Lettuce Entertain You probably isn't even around anymore. Remember Bones on...Lincoln Ave? Is that where it was? I can't even remember anymore.
Anyone? Anyone?
Speaking of simply-fucking-amazing places to eat in Chi (which is an 18-part-blog-series of its own), I heard Chop House mentioned in passing somewhere recently, and just about got my mouth watering. That place was for sure on Ontario...right across from Hard Rock, before you get to Portillo's on the right. Now that was the finest piece of cow I've ever had in my mouth, bar none. Seriously. I don't think Michele appreciated it at the time. Did she even have steak? Man, this CRS is really killing me these days.
Oh well, more on Chicago food soon. For now, I must go find the name of the place.
It's a restaurant, Italian, a Lettuce Entertain You venture. I used to love it, it has a giant tomato precipitously perched above the entryway. Kate always used to say that we (or SOMEONE) needed to catalogue all the giant/oversized sculptures of things in Chicago, there always seemed to be an abundance.
Anyway, la casa de Tomato (or salmonella delivery device, these days)...I think it was on Ontario, perhaps? No, it couldn't have been Ontario...Erie? Crap. Little help? The name of it completely escapes me. It had the giant open warehouse decor, bar in the front, open kitchen, I used to get the Fettuccine Bolognese, it was the best I'd ever had at the time, and has yet to be dethroned. Though Jim Hall's dad's cream sauce pasta in Minneapolis back in '96(?) was pretty damned close.
I need to look it up, Watching Top Chef the other night made me think of it, I doubt it's still around, heck Lettuce Entertain You probably isn't even around anymore. Remember Bones on...Lincoln Ave? Is that where it was? I can't even remember anymore.
Anyone? Anyone?
Speaking of simply-fucking-amazing places to eat in Chi (which is an 18-part-blog-series of its own), I heard Chop House mentioned in passing somewhere recently, and just about got my mouth watering. That place was for sure on Ontario...right across from Hard Rock, before you get to Portillo's on the right. Now that was the finest piece of cow I've ever had in my mouth, bar none. Seriously. I don't think Michele appreciated it at the time. Did she even have steak? Man, this CRS is really killing me these days.
Oh well, more on Chicago food soon. For now, I must go find the name of the place.
posted by Gene at 11:38 PM
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try looking it up on www.yelp.com
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