One of my very best friends and fellow musicians is the son of the former president of the Chicago Symphony Orchestra, who frequented Lao Sze Chuan to the point where he was sharing recipes with Tony Hu and bringing global music superstars from Symphony Center to Chinatown on his own time. This relationship spanned scores of visits and helped to raise international awareness of the restaurant, from mentions of the legendary meals in the news to citations on the blogs of the musicians themselves.
My friend wryly noted that "Chinatown window recognition" is virtually Warholian, a series of transient American images that last as long as the flash in the pan that got people together at the table, on a canvas addressed to the outsider pedestrian and not the insider community. A picture of this president and Tony was front and center in the Lao Sze Chuan window for several years after the restaurant opened. As soon as it was announced that there was to be a leadership transition at CSO, and long before the guy actually moved on, the picture came down.
Miller's Pub and Ribs 'N Bibs still proudly display pictures of local arts, TV, and print personalities that have long moved on to other markets, been discredited in sex or drug scandals, or have bit the dust entirely. The well-washed windows of the New Chinese in Chinatown Square along Archer seem to contain only reflections, rather than memories. And in this case, it's the reflection of you, gringo, the sometime visitor looking to make dining choices based on the simpering grin of someone you vaguely know who has most likely visited each place once and used paid researchers to suss out the best dishes.
One wonders when Dolinsky's Orwellian visage will be pulled down from behind the blinds, and whose cult of personality will replace it.