Showing posts with label River West. Show all posts
Showing posts with label River West. Show all posts

Friday, October 14, 2011

The Red Canary or Life Inside the Guilded Cage

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"Carb Loading Friday," as the Friday before the Chicago Marathon is known, has always been a joyous day for Brandy.  Often she will go out to an Italian restaurant of some sort and watch all of the well toned athletes gobbling down plates of pasta (probably their only taste of pasta for an entire year) without abandon.  Once, she even witnessed a particularly thin young woman place an entire serving of spaghetti in between two pieces of bread and eat the thing as a sandwich.  Brandy has always been more than happy to join in with these sorts of festivities, however, it doesn't seem to have ever occurred to her to run the marathon afterwards.

It was during this year's "carb loading" that Brandy met a lovely young woman named Barbie Q. Brass, a breeder of British bull dogs from Boston who was in town to run the marathon dressed as one of her pups to raise awareness for so called "Bully" dogs, or in other words, breeds of dog who seem to have obtained bad reputations.  Brandy was so taken with her cause that she decided to invite Barbie to join her for brunch before the big run, to which Barbie responded, "Wicked!" and Brandy took to mean "yes."

The two were joined by Brandy's old friend, Birdie Brown at The Red Canary, a so called gastro-lounge in the River West neighborhood.  Brandy very much appreciated the aesthetic of the inside of Red Canary, which was done in a sort of Gothic vintage with a huge and impressive chandelier, rounded red clothed cushy booths, a mirror backed bar, and photographs of beautiful women made to look like the silver screen sirens of old (in fact Birdie claimed to have met all of the women on display at a USO show in Berlin.  Brandy seemed to doubt this).  As the weather was so lovely, the trio forwent the gorgeous interior and chose seats on the patio, which was equally as beautiful.  Surrounded by ivy covered walls and encasing some lovely trees and flowers, the spacious patio held more than enough tables, chairs, and even a few lounge areas from which to choose. 

After settling in, a few cocktails were ordered; traditional mimosas and bloody Mary's were the only things on offer, which Brandy found surprising, as the title of "gastro-louge" surely implied not only gourmet food, but luxurious and exotic cocktails.  The reason for the short list might have been under staffing, as the lovely hostess seemed to be not only seating parties, but also taking all the tables' orders and mixing the drinks behind the bar, while food runners from the kitchen delivered everyone's meals.  In fact, the food took quite a while to finally reach Our Lady and friends' table, which was surprising, as there was not exactly the largest of crowds.

Once the food finally did arrive, everyone was more than pleased.  Barbie had ordered the Chicken and Waffles with a Cheddar Biscuit on the side.  The chicken, which came in three huge chunks, was mouth watering tender, with a crisp yet light breading, almost like a tempura.  The waffles, which Barbie fund to be just the right consistency, were really only there to serve as vehicles for the delectable bourbon vanilla syrup that came with the dish (the syrup was so desirable that Birdie ended up putting it in his coffee).  The biscuit came served with a lovely jam an some amber honey, which Barbie found particularly "Killa."  Brandy assumed this meant "good."

Birdie went the sweet route with some French Toast, which also came with the miracle syrup and blackberry compote.  Birdie said the dish could have used a little more of the molasses like syrup, though Brandy supposed if he had been brought another side of it, he might have just drunk it straight from the ramekin.  The blackberry compote was bright and fresh, helping to pick up the toast, which Birdie felt was bordering on being dry.  "It's not as eggy as I would like," he said between sips of his syrup-laden coffee, "I preferred my French Toast to be slapping me in the face with egg, just like a real Frenchman,"

Brandy's choice was the Canary Benedict, with a dish called the Mixed Berry Martini on the side.  The Martini, which despite its name was not a drink, was presented in a martini glass and consisted of a jumble of raspberries, blueberries, and blackberries which had been mixed with a sort of lavender-tasting syrup and topped with some vanilla whipped cream and a sprig of mint.  While the berries were beautifully sweet, fresh, and bright, Brandy couldn't help thinking that $7 for such a dish was a little steep.  The Canary Benedict, the house twist on the old favorite, was made with slices of steak in place of the Canadian bacon and a Cheddar Biscuit instead of the English Muffin.  While the steak looked slightly over cooked (or perhaps had been sitting under a heating lamp too long?), it was still perfectly tender.  The poached eggs poured their yolk over the biscuits, mixing with the sort of goopey and tangy herbed hollendais sauce.  The biscuit was the true standout, being tender, light, and surprisingly sweet.  The side potatoes were also a great surprise, being soft and perfectly spiced while being served up with peppers and onions for color and extra flavor.

While some dishes on the menu did seem a little over priced, the final bill was definitely not an eye popper.  After wishing Barbie good luck on her run ("How in bloody hell she's going to win that thing with three waffles, fried chicken, and a biscuit down her gullet while dressed like a bull dog is beyond me," Brandy said) Birdie and Brandy headed to their respective homes to cheer on the more athletic from the comfort of a recliner.

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Friday, August 26, 2011

Street Food Festival or Alone in the Crowd

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Its the beginning of a new era, friends, a radical new time where one lone food adventurer has wandered out into the vast metropolis that is Chicago to find the ultimate brunch destinations.  But having lost her dearest friend, Brandy thought it best to start her lonesome journey in a slightly different way.  Having heard some buzz about a new kind of food festival being held at Galleria Marchetti Brandy bought herself a $40 ticket (early bird tickets were cheaper, but sold out quickly, and there was also a VIP ticket option that opted the holder into cooking classes held throughout the day) and set out to carry on Bunny's legacy.

This food festival, creatively titled Street Food Artistry, was the first of its kind, celebrating the diversity of Chicago Food Trucks, street performers and urban artists.  A few paintings, splashed with more than an ounce of urbaness, were scattered around the reception hall, and different groups from tap dancers to musicians had been asked to perform throughout the day.

The interior of the space was a little more suited for a wedding than a food festival, with a large white tent housing sampling tables form several restaurants and local food companies, which was sandwiched by two lovely gardens that had been sprinkled with food trucks and food carts.

Brandy started outside with the star of the event, the Macy's A Go-Go Food Truck which had partnered with chef Takashi Yagihashi of Takashi (which Bunny and Brandy famously covered in a previous post).  She was given a lovely noodle salad by Chef Takashi himself and made herself comfortable at one of the out door tables (though her chair developed a nasty habit of sinking into the moist ground).  The dish was a little odd, being a mixture of a chef's salad with lettuce, tomato, and ham, and a chilled noodle salad with black mushrooms, cucumber, and shrimp  Brandy wished Chef Takashi had been allowed to serve something freshly made, but sadly Chicago has outlawed all cooking aboard anything with wheels.

Next was the Bergstein's NY Deli Truck which was offering some selections of sliders.  Brandy chose a BBQ Beef Slider on the recommendation of the girl in the truck.  The sandwich was definitely one of the highlights of those gathered at the festival , which is saying something as nearly everyone had some sort of BBQ dish.

Inside the tent, Brandy joined the line for the restaurant samples, some of which already had food trucks and some of which were planning ones for the future.  First came English, which Brandy expected to be her favorite.  Unfortunately, all they had on offer was a BBQ chicken slider with a zingy but greasy sauce, hardly authentic English food.

Next was Wow Bao, Chicago's favorite bao bun chain with attitude.  They had brought along several of their most popular flavors, so Brandy chose an edamame bao, which proved pleasantly soft on the outside with crunchy veggies on the interior.

E.Leaven presented a full meal in bite size with their short rib sandwich, vegetable medly with popcorn (yes, dear readers, popcorn) and a mocha French macaroon.  While the vegetable dish was not particularly a hit with Brandy (she felt the popcorn had been made soggy and the whole effect was like a rather strange salsa), the sandwich was definitely the star on the plate, with tender meat, a succulent creamy sauce, and fresh baked bread.  The cookie was also a nice touch, though Brandy heard rumors that other plates had contained brownies with hot sauce in them!

Following that, Bistro One West served up a pulled BBQ pork slider on a cheddar biscuit with a very colorful and crispy coleslaw.  By now, Brandy was a little BBQ-ed out, but she did like the slaw especially.
Last of the restaurant tables, Dawali presented Brandy with a huge plate of Mediterranean goodness.  A few falafel balls to start (which didn't have the crunch Brandy expected them to have), then a bite each of a chicken shawarma wrap and a beef shawarma wrap (the chicken was the winner of the two), then a pastry stuffed with ground lamb which had excellent spice, and a hearty helping of some incredibly creamy hummus with two pieces of supple pita bread.  And yet there was still more food to go!
Out in the second garden was the Homage Street Food Truck, a group of new comers to the food truck game, who were sporting probably the most varied menu at the festival, with dishes from Puetro Rico, India, Viet Nam, and all over the world.  Brandy chose a Buckwheat Noodle dish that came served in a tiny take out container (Brandy amazed everyone with her chopstick dexterity).  The noodles were dressed with a sauce that was spicy, sweet, sour, and savory all at the same time.  Brandy supposed that they would have been a bit much as an entree, but were perfect in the sampling size.

Last but not least was the Puffs of Doom Cart which served artisanal cream puffs.  From traditional flavors like strawberry, chocolate, and peanut butter, to more exciting choices like Earl Grey and apricot basil, if seemed there was a cream puff for every taste bud.  Brandy chose the most unusual sounding one, which was based off a Mexican drink made with orange and spices.  The total effect of the confection reminded Brandy of Orange Spice Tea at Christmas time.  Brandy feels that desserts should always remind one of something happy, so in that respect, this was a total success.

A fantastic debut in all for the Street Food Artistry Festival.  The abundance of good food and lively entertainment did help Brandy to forget she was on her own for a little while.  But next week, we shall see how she does on her own at a more traditional brunch spot.

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