Mystery sign

The sign hangs outside of what Chicago bar? Guess for a chance to guest blog.

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Terry’s Toffee

Mazel Toffee from Terry's

So I know I’ve mentioned this before, but one of my favorite streets in Chicago is Grand Avenue, just west of Halsted. Not only is it my own ‘hood, but I love the collection of 100-year-old storefronts and old buildings unscathed by too many new condo developments. One of those memorable storefronts is Terry’s Toffee, marked by a chocolate brown sign, ever-changing display of twinkling lights, and life-size Oscar sign to signify the toffee’s appearance in the swag bags at the Academy Awards year after year. Terry’s was born 7 years ago when Terry Opalek and his partner Michael Frontier started getting creative with toffee (based on Opalek’s grandmother’s toffee recipe), and eventually opened their flagship shop and mini factory in a former bakery. They’ll celebrate 5 years in the same location this February, making more than just celebs happy with varieties like Lavenilla (lavender and Madagascar vanilla infused toffee dipped in white chocolate), Koffee Toffee (espresso toffee in dark chocolate, and Asian Accent (ginger-wasabi pea toffee in dark chocolate). The place is party, hostess gift or just munch-an-entire bag-on-your-own central, and if you’re celebrating Hannukah tonight (or anytime over the next 8 days), the signature Mazel Toffee; a crunchy, salty, chocolate combination of Matzo with toffee and milk chocolate, is fully stocked (with samples!) and totally blows away a bland bag of Hannukah gelt, and the plastic gold net it comes in. 1117 W. Grand Ave., 312.733.2700

Free samples of Terry's signature flavors, try to try just one..yeah, just try.

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On the table: Balsan

The Elysian Hotel's European bistro is finally open, as is sister restaurant, the more upscale Ria

4 wine glasses, 4 forks, 4 knives, 4 napkins, 2 pin-striped table runners, votive, reflection from chandelier above. The Elysian Hotel, 3rd Fl., 11 E. Walton, 312.646.1300

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Stack’d Burger Bar

Bison burger on Texas toast with bbq sauce and onion rings

Burger bars with locally sourced ingredients (along with taquerias, noodle bars and breakfast/brunch spots) seem to be all that’s opening these days. Not that I’m complaining. Along with the new DMK Burger Bar (watch for a post this week), I also recently checked out Stack’d, a new burger bar in Milwaukee. Kopp’s pretty much reigns when it comes to Milwaukee’s best burger, but this place is a promising contender. What I noticed first about the menu, (and something more restaurants should adopt), was a build-your-own burger option, with some pretty tasty rolls like Miller Bakery pretzel rolls, gluten-free Texas toast and regular bun for the bread offerings, patties like lean-bison, Wisconsin grass-fed beef and handmade black bean veggie, and fixins’ like jalapeño peppers, Nueske’s bacon and fried onions. But even if you don’t opt to stack your own, the specialty burgers on tap are all ridiculous-the hangover stack is beef burger with fried onions, bacon, Cheddar, lettuce, tomato, fried egg and Tabasco, while the German stack is a jalapeño blue cheese beer brat patty with raw onions, sauerkraut and stone-ground mustard. They also offer a salmon patty with fresh dill, a pulled pork stack and a veal, lamb and bison patty burger. I had been hearing a lot about bison meat, and felt compelled to go for the Don’t Mess with Texas; lean bison burger with pepperjack, jalapeños, fried onions and bbq sauce. The meat was juicy and flavorful, slightly gamier and heartier than regular beef, but not too bold to be on a burger. I loved that a traditional bun was replaced by buttered Texas toast which I could just eat on its own, and the crisp onion rings added more texture to each bite. The homemade barbecue sauce also added some tang, but only after an extra dousing. Fried pickles and skin-on potato wedges on the side more than rounded out our meal.

Tyranena 3 Beaches Honey Blonde from Lake Mills, WI

Like any good burger joint (and one in Brew City, no less), the beer selection is plentiful. I loved all the local offerings like Sprecher Abbey Ale, Lakefront East Side Dark, and New Glarus Spotted Cow, and even made a new discovery; Tyranena from Lake Mills, WI, located just outside of Madison. With names like Bitter Woman IPA, Headless Man amber, I had to try a few, including 3 Beaches Honey Blonde, perfectly light and crisp for summer, but definitely not strong enough to pair properly with the bison. Luckily, there are plenty of heartier ales that do stack up, from Three Floyd’s Gumball Head to Rogue Imperial Stout. 170 S. First Street, Milwaukee, WI

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Gelt Bar

Eat the chocolate, without the guiltIs it Hanukkah yet? It starts next weekend, but I thought it wasn’t too early to feature this Gelt Bar spotted at Goddess and Grocer. No more plastic yellow mesh nets full of milk chocolate “coins” wrapped in a thick gold foil sharp enough to deliver one doozy of a papercut. Anyway, now you can get a whole bar of the stuff, both wrapper-, and apparently gelt-free. Goddess and Grocer, 1646 N. Damen, 773.342.3200

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Mexican Coca-Cola

Mexican Coca-Cola; made with sugar instead of corn syrup

Speaking of Andy (see Eliz-a-bit quote), I meant to put up this shot of a bottle of Coke purchased by my friend from a Brooklyn bodega while I was iin NYC a few weeks ago. He insisted the imported formula, made with sugar, was far superior to the corn syrup-laden stuff we grew up guzzling. While I’m not a soda drinker (maaaybe Sierra Mist from a fast food fountain over ice if I am hungover or sick, maaaybe), all of the stuff tastes like pure sugar to me whether it’s made with well, sugar, or corn syrup. I did detect a crisper taste, with slightly less throat-coating after-taste residue), and I also believe soda (or anything) tastes better in a thick, glass bottle, yet it was still too sweet to finish a whole bottle. Any thoughts on the difference if you’ve tried both versions? Leave them in the comments below.

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Hometown toffee

Mrs. Goodman smashes a fresh tray of toffee with a wooden mallet

Well, it was an expectedly good eating weekend in Milwaukee, of course, with visits to Coerper’s 5 O’clock Club for juicy steaks, a new burger place called Stack’d for bbq bison burgers with onion rings, a stop at Larry’s Brown Deer market, and of course, a 10-person Thanksgiving dinner with my family. But one of the highlights of the holiday is a tradition that goes back at least 12 years. It is the homemade chocolate and butterscotch toffee one of my closest childhood friend’s mother seems to have on constant supply. Of course, this is the kind of house were the minute you walk in, chocolate chip pancakes are being whipped up, a cake is being frosted and warm brie is coming out of the oven to spread on brioche. But it’s the toffee that’s truly addicting, and you can’t pay a visit to their home and not leave armed with a bag full of the stuff, freshly broken with wooden mallet. It has the consistency of crunchy brittle, is dipped in chocolate, sprinkled with crushed almond, and, impossible to put down. Hmm..now to just snag the recipe..

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James Beard Dinner-Sunda in NYC

Torching poached lobster with egg sauce


It was sort of weird, yet incredibly awesome, standing in the James Beard House in NYC on Nov. 6, an hour before the “Along the Silk Road” dinner with Sunda chef Rodelio Aglibot and Rockit chef James Gottwald was about to begin. The two Chicago chefs were huddling with their staff in the tiny semi-open kitchen, well, open in that you need to walk through the thing to get from the lobby area to reception/dining area in the surprisingly low-key culinary temple that resides in a legendary brownstone. The staff (French Culinary Institute students) was prepping for the night, torching poached shrimp in egg sauce, skewering beef with lemon grass for juicy meat lollipops, getting the sushi course ready, and generally preparing to roll out a Sunda-inspired feast to the night’s guests. It wasn’t Aglibot’s first time at the house, he talked about his mom crying hysterically at a previous dinner, where he was also introduced by Jacques Pépin. But I think everyone wanted to collectively cry at the night’s heavenly first bite of roasted duck hash on a daikon cake with unagi-glazed crispy duck skin and egg yolk tartare. A part of me was hoping for an adaptation of Sunda’s famous love-it-or-hate it watermelon unagi maki (I love, obv), but the hash served as a perfectly unctuous start with the similar flavor of sweet unagi. Next up was also worthy of a few tears of happiness; pork belly with big eye tuna served with mango, garlic vinaigrette and sweet chili sauce. It reminded me of the ahi tuna, mango and pork appetizer I love at Sunda, but this was a deliciously deconstructed version. Next came the sushi. A generous array of great white nigiri with shaved truffle, the earth and ocean roll; lobster maki, wagyu beef tartare and truffled foie aïoli, and a miso-marinated black cod with pickled ginger. There wasn’t a bamboo school of fish swimming along the ceiling, but we enjoyed the Sunda-approved sushi rolls all the same. An avocado mousse palate cleanser with frozen lychee and berries got us ready for Midwest honey and ginger braised beef long ribs with with lobster scented arroz caldo. Tender, sweet and fragrant, it represented Aglibot’s mastery with a hunk of meat, and perfectly matched a Domaine Chandon Pinot Noir ’07 from Russian River Valley. And dessert..camparado; a Filipino chocolate rice pudding with preserved young coconut, toasted rice flakes and crispy strips of lap cheong, yes, sweet and spicy pork. In rice pudding. Not a taste for everyone, but I loved it and am still purposing a permanent move onto the Sunda menu. The Boo-dah’s night cap cocktail with Hennessey Black and marmalade was the perfect ending to a night represented by two of Chicago’s finest. I wanted more of my food photos to turn out, I really did, but the dimly lit room just wasn’t conducive. So I apologize, but a few to enjoy from a night to remember.

Beef lollipops on lemongrass

Rodelio Aglibot and James Gottwald

Sushi course

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