I just wanted to write a quick review and perhaps help you all save a few hundred dollars. My dear, loving husband was ever so kind to surprise me with a visit to Charlie Trotters for my most recent birthday celebration. I have been in Chicago now just over 10 years, and every time I would get into a discussion about Chicago dining, inevitably, the world famous Charlie Trotters would be brought up.
I’ll keep my experience short and sweet, and then let you decide for yourself. We went on a week night, and arrived a bit early. As we walked in and were ushered to our table, the place was silent. The decor was odd, almost as if you were at a grandparents home, except with no windows. The flowers were amazing, but it still felt extremely stuffy. There were a few other couples littered along the walls where the tables lined the room. We sat and were immediately tended to. The service was exceptional, and I was quite thrilled to be beginning my journey through the tasting menu with suggested wine pairings.
As dinner progressed, through the courses, my husband became increasingly annoyed at the portion size, which would have been just enough for my 15 month old to finish. I was a bit confused by the flavors, and to be honest, neither of us were impressed. We finished the meal with 2 different port wines, which were both so strong that I would liken the flavor to that of drinking maple syrup. The desert paired again some off the wall flavors of chocolate (which I’m a huge fan of) and the agave plant (from which they make tequila). Needless to say, we didn’t finish our desert.
The bill arrived and although we were prepared for the outcome, we were astonished and disappointed. For the price of our meal, with wine, at Charlie Trotters, we could have easily sampled 4-5 of the newest hot spots the city has to offer. In a word, we were underwhelmed.
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