I paid my first-ever visit to Hot Chocolate last night, and enjoyed it.
Beets in the beet salad were tender and sweet, with clementines and balanced vinaigrette adding just enough contrast. I would have preferred a green with slightly more bitterness than the hard-to-eat frisee that topped the salad.
House-made sourdough-rye was tremendously good, with its flaky crust giving way to an airy, earthy, very sour center. Served with Zingerman's pungent farmer's cheese, this was a preparation for people who really want to stimulate those sour taste buds.
Mushroom lasagna with homemade noodles had what our server said was homemade buffalo ricotta (Where in Chicago does one get buffalo milk?). This dish was a relative disappointment, with somewhat boring flavors and undercooked, rubbery mushrooms.
Roast chicken had charred, crispy skin and was loaded with fresh herbs. It was delicious, as were the Plapp Farm grits served with it.
I don't love the banquette-style seating at Hot Chocolate, or the ridiculously uncomfortable bar stools that belong in a stylish torture chamber rather than a restaurant. Service was friendly and passionate about the restaurant's food, but too sales-pitchy for me. I got a little tired of hearing the long description of how amazing everything was, every time a new table was seated what seemed like just a few inches from ours. I also wondered how, over the course of an hour and half, the server could try to sell the pretzel appetizer by saying "they just came out of the oven a minute ago, so they're hot and fresh as could be." I heard this from him 4 times over a wide spread of time, leading me to doubt the veracity just a bit.
The food is very good at Hot Chocolate. Perhaps close to on par with other very nearby places including The Bristol and Mado. But I much prefer the service, comfort and vibe at those latter places, so I doubt I'll be making many return visits to Hot Chocolate.
(PS, for Mods - perhaps this thread should be merged with
this one)
...defended from strong temptations to social ambition by a still stronger taste for tripe and onions." Screwtape in
The Screwtape Letters by CS Lewis
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