Where do you go in Chicago if, once a year, you want to taste some of the finest offerings from town's most elite chefs? You go to The Great Chef's Tasting Party, thrown each to benefit United Cerebral Palsy of Greater Chicago.
This year, one of the host committee members was kind enough to give me a ticket so that I could meet some of the Windy City's latest and greatest masterminds from swanky downtown hotels to barbecue joints in the 'burbs. Each chef toted their signature dish and I, being the diligent journalist that I like to pretend I am, left no menu unturned.
The 18th Annual Great Chefs Tasting Party: In Photos (Mostly)
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Shaw's Crab House with a boatload (literally!) of King Crab legs:
Mercadito, which happens to be located dangerously close to my office in River North, had shrimp tostadas. I wanted to go back for seconds but I didn't want to embarrass myself.
The Southern served up pecan tassies and it really is true what they say about Southern hospitality:
Then, there was this fine chef holding down the fort at this carving station. I'm playing coy with you here because the line was too long for me to even get close enough to know who she is or what restaurant she's from. But, oh the enthusiasm!
Markethouse, where I plan to move in when my lease is up in December, offered morel mushroom risotto with English peas, wild rocket, ramps and brown butter. The trade show lighting and my 3-year old PowerShot don't do this dish justice:
The ticket prices are a little steep for my budget ($125 for general admission) but include an open bar, more food than you can imagine eating and the proceeds from your admission cost go to a really great cause. Next year, I can't wait to grab a group of friends, starve myself all day and see what the chefs of Chicago really have to offer in 2011.
Mercadito, which happens to be located dangerously close to my office in River North, had shrimp tostadas. I wanted to go back for seconds but I didn't want to embarrass myself.
The Southern served up pecan tassies and it really is true what they say about Southern hospitality:
Then, there was this fine chef holding down the fort at this carving station. I'm playing coy with you here because the line was too long for me to even get close enough to know who she is or what restaurant she's from. But, oh the enthusiasm!
Markethouse, where I plan to move in when my lease is up in December, offered morel mushroom risotto with English peas, wild rocket, ramps and brown butter. The trade show lighting and my 3-year old PowerShot don't do this dish justice:
The ticket prices are a little steep for my budget ($125 for general admission) but include an open bar, more food than you can imagine eating and the proceeds from your admission cost go to a really great cause. Next year, I can't wait to grab a group of friends, starve myself all day and see what the chefs of Chicago really have to offer in 2011.
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