Simply AMAZING. What can I say that hasn’t been said? (A lot)
First, the food... Geniusly presented. No matter what anyone might say, it really is unlike anything else. We had the 24 course tour. And what a tour it was. Every course came in some unique fashion. Everything was well thought out, the flavors melded together and contrasted perfectly. The wine pairings were dead on. Occasionally there was too much to know about what you were eating, and even after the waiter explained it for a good long minute, it was easy to forget parts of what was in everything. That was part of the fun, though, because you could sit and really try to decipher everything, much like you might for a fine wine.
Of course you can go to Alinea’s web site and see the full menu of what you’ll be eating on your tasting or tour, but reading it does no justice for what you’ll experience. On paper its “romaine.” On plate, its actually pureed romaine.
Word of caution: a good amount of what Alinea is all about is surprise. Is too much press a bad thing? Possibly. If you’re planning to go, I wouldn’t spend a lot of time reading reviews, looking at pictures, reading press articles. It ruins some of the surprise and takes some of the fun away. If you haven’t been but plan to go, you might skip over the next few paragraphs and go straight to the end--I’d hate to ruin any surprises you may experience. I feel as though I would have benefited slightly by knowing a little less prior to going.
If Alinea had its own Academy awards, there could probably be some award for every course on the tour, but the awards from me would look something like this:
Best sensual experience: Rabbit. Brought to the table covered in a Autumn in a glass, literally. The glass was filled with the smoke of burning leaves; the waiter lifted the glass and lets the smoke waft. It smelled and tasted amazing.
Best sweets: Crabapple, served with three gelatinous sauces: eucalyptus, olive oil (strangely interesting as a jellied sauce), and cheddar cheese. Close second: some sort of puff encrusted foie gras (which we were told was a “gift” not on the menu, which apparently makes it “legal” in Chicago. Though if it weren’t a gift something tells me they can afford the fine).
Most unexpected flavor: during the raspberry course, just when you thought it might seem as expected, you bite into red pepper taffy that just pops out at you. It tastes amazing and worked perfectly together.
Oddest method of eating: Quince wrapped in prosciutto, served at the end of a long antennae. When eating, your hands stay away and you bob your head in and eat it off the tip. It reminded me of a sexual act and I just had to laugh at the time.
Best savory tasting course: A difficult one to pick, I’d pick either the rabbit or the squab.
Best wine pairing: They were all so good, but even more was that they were so complimentary to the courses. There was a New Zealand Syrah that was among the most peppery and complex wines I’ve had.
Most unusual ingredient: So many unusual ingredients (unusual to most, at least). Pickled huckleberry, squab, cured trout eggs fresh from Michigan (supposedly 15 hours old), cask aged Belize maple syrup—Blis. Other things weren’t necessarily unusual, but prepared in unexpected ways that worked really well; many things you wouldn’t imagine as being pureed or jellied were.
The restaurant was bustling with people. There were a ton of people dining, and a ton of people working. Everything was well partitioned, though, so it didn’t seem too crowded.
Service was good. Somewhat robotic, but in a good way. Somewhat casual, but in a “not stuffy” way--as opposed to a casual because we’re lazy way. We had 4 or 5 people who seemed to be serving us (we seemed to have two waiters, a few expeditors, sommelier for wine), but it still felt personal. There was one minor service hiccup that was probably the result of too many people doing too much different stuff all at once; one of the waiters came to give us new glasses and take our glass of wine that was just freshly poured by another waiter less than a minute before. We told him, and it was not a big deal at all. The wait staff was willing to engage in conversation and even crack jokes, which is always welcomed by me. Upon leaving, the waiter also led us to go inside the kitchen, which was also a nice treat.
The food here is art, and many apparently feel the need to bring their cameras. That’s perfectly OK, but I wish everyone had enough respect for my $900 meal that they’d turn the flash off while taking pictures.
There were some great people watching opportunities. Chico’s was definitely in fashion for the women, many of the older women there were über-stylish. I’m not sure I agree that a “jackets required” policy for men is necessary for this type of restaurant. There were a lot of men in unmatched blazers, and it just seemed unnecessary and too old school for such a cutting edge restaurant.
The only question left somewhat unanswered in my eyes: is it really the #1 restaurant in the country--or even Chicago? We pondered it while we were there, looking around, wondering “could it be?” I’m honestly not sure of it, but I'd put it at either #1 or #2 of the top dining experiences I’ve had (for those that are curious what the other contender would be, that would be Tru—but maybe that was exceptionally amazing to me given that we were in the semi-private dining room). Alinea is a foodies paradise, and something everyone should experience. It’s definitely way up there in the rankings, and after going to a place like this most other restaurants will pale in comparison.