Pulled up, early, couldn’t find the valet. Called, went around the block. He came right out.
Early, went in for a drink. Cool place. High ceilings, huge window areas over the bar. Cool light sculpture over a performance area. Had a good IPA, Bette a wine. Chellie came, the bartender ignored her, so we went to be seated instead of another drink.
Beautiful dining rooms. We were up high.
Good sourdough bread for snack. Chellie and I were going to split a $52 bottle of the featured red (a Pinot Noir) but he mixed up the order, and I repeated it wrong. So we had 3 $13 glasses instead. Bette had the usual Seven Terraces Sauvignon Blanc.
Dinner. Bette & I split Maytag bleu cheese salad, Chellie had Hearts of Palm salad. All good.
Chellie and I both had the Seared Tuna, done perfectly with asparagus, two onion rings, and some other veggies. Bette had a large, but not too large, bowl of Green Curry. Not too spicy, either, she liked.
Dessert. Chellie ordered the apple pie – HUGE. We split it. We also split a very unusual bread pudding, flat, but Bette said it was one of the best she has had.
The service started out ok, but we felt forgot about. We also had to wait quite a bit for coffee and water and bread refills. Not what I would expect for a place like this. He also neglected to remind us of the $10 discount for valet parking, and we had to negotiate with the manager after the fact.
We did not do the prix fixe menu, probably would have been cheaper, but was not very interesting. We liked what we had.
I did tip the valet quite a bit. He was working his a** off in the rain. Nice guy, too.
Catch Thirty-Five
35 W Wacker Dr, Chicago