So firstly, congrats if you picked GT Prime for the first week of September in the office restaurant-opening pool.
And secondly, was the wait worth it? Let’s see...
The hype: We’re not like all those other steakhouses you’ve met before, baby.
The reality: That’s what they all say, baby. But this checks out. You barely need a steak knife. Meat arrives neatly sliced on the plate. You can select four- or eight-ounce portions to mix and match cuts. The phrase “16-ounce” appears nowhere on this menu. This is still Chicago, right?
The hype: It’s like a Brothers Grimm fairytale chalet set in the Swiss Alps.
The reality: Lots of wood paneling. Some faux-fur seats in the bar. Hand-carved bench seating. Three-horned taxidermy. Not one yodeler. Basically, just a conversation-friendly dining room and some good energy in the open-kitchen-slash-bar.
The hype: Order the Carnivore.
The reality: Everyone’s already talking about this enormous meat sampler. Too obvious. Try the tomato stuffed with lump crab and dotted with caviar-size beads of balsamic. No one talks about balsamic caviar.
The hype: You won’t need a second mortgage to eat here.
The reality: You still can expense-account your clients here. You can woo your dates here. You can still afford the Uber home afterward.
And we don’t mean the Uber X.