Año Del Gallo — Restaurant in Illinois

I am not a drinker so I don’t explore bars much. I was pulled out tonight by my best friend for the last prime rib Thursday of the season. When I say that it was worth every penny would be a gross oversimplification and severe understatement.

The choice selection for the beef itself; the marbling, the excess fat was left on and not cut away for some weird presentation that steaks don’t have fat, this is where the soul exits the steak and enters the heavens of your tastebuds. To be appreciated by anyone that understands the prime of the rib. If I was left to my own device, I think I would not have chosen a better cut.

The preparation was nothing short of perfection. The sear cut straight to medium rare there was no detour or doctoring, The spices and twist to accent the restaurants atmosphere and well as tying it right back to the steaks own juices was nothing short of divine.

It was served with a cheesy potato plate that reminded me of the coveted and deceased fiesta potato’s of Taco Bell. If those potatoes wore jewelry that Riff Raff himself would adorn himsef in. This potato, having been brought up through a necromancy and dragged through a field of gold and cilantro is enough reason to drive 100 miles at least to have a tequila to pair.

Let me tell you something about brussel sprouts. I have had really bad dry steamed brussel sprouts. I have had amazing butter and onion sauté brussel sprouts with a truffle salt. And then, there are these brussel sprouts. Never in my life have I been so privileged to bestow upon my tastebuds, a brussel sprout. Similarly seasoned and holding strong to the ties of the meal, this was a laser sword of a vegetable side, paired with huge chunks of bacon these sprouts turned into an 80s thrash metal band that then released an entire orchestra of tingles into the flavor palette of my facehole.

To top it all off came a dessert. Cornbread. But not that dry cornbread you swallow with milk and cough up a dust cloud with a thumbs up when your grandma asks you how you like her prized recipe cornbread.

This here was a tres leches level wet jalapeño cornmeal baked to serve the gods. Both sweet and spicy, hearty, and light, a liquid that convinces you it is solid. It’s was an entire contradiction that you aren’t really ever ready to experience. This was the final boss of cornbread delicacy. Aptly shaped as a sugar skull.

I will eagerly await the season prime rib comes back on Thursdays. Ano Del Gallo definitely deserves me everytime when I...

Hidden Treasure of Fresh Flavors in Dive Bar Disguise

In the world of dive bars, this place defies all expectations. Walking in, you’re greeted by a well-worn bar, a jukebox that gets as much attention as the bartenders, and a crowd that looks refreshingly low-key. It has all the hallmarks of a classic dive, but behind the scenes, there’s something entirely different going on: five-star food and drinks, made from scratch.

Let’s start with the cocktails. These aren’t your standard dive bar pours. Every drink here feels like it’s been crafted with care, using fresh-squeezed juices, house-made syrups, and a dash of creativity that takes them to another level. You can taste the difference, and it’s worth every cent.

The food is equally surprising. Far from the usual bar snacks, the menu offers dishes with ingredients as fresh as the drinks. The kitchen’s commitment to fresh ingredients and from-scratch prep is clear with every bite, and it feels like you’re dining at a high-end bistro instead of a low-lit bar.

The crowd and the staff keep it grounded, with regulars who appreciate quality, and bartenders who know how to balance a smile with a shot pour. This bar is a rare find: the comfort and authenticity of a dive with the quality of a high-end joint. If you want fresh flavors without the fuss, and an atmosphere where you can still just relax, this place is a must-visit.

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After a great day, hiking Starved Rock & the surrounding area, we stumbled upon this hidden gem in Utica. And when I say gem, I mean an absolutely brilliant place. If you don't find yourself putting this place high on your list of things to do, then you will have missed out on one of the best places this town has to offer. The unassuming & understated exterior leads you to a magical place once inside the door. The owner Ben, mixologist Lilly & awesome bartender Kevin are friendly, welcoming, and knowledgeable. The local patrons were equally inviting, and I instantly felt at home. From your run of the mill standard beers, to a thoughtful & well crafted cocktail list, to an impressive and extensive list of Agave spirits, this place has something for everyone. Slogan says "Tequila bar and sometimes Restaurant"....and its perfect. The agave selection is something that everyone can explore, don't hesitate to ask for recommendations. Whatever food they are cooking for the day, make certain you try it. Ben's extensive experience gained from many renowned restaurants in Chicago does not go unnoticed here. I walked in, not expecting anything more than a local hole in the wall pub, and walked out wishing this place was near my home & feeling like I made new friends. It's a tremendous find....