I took some time this week to drive my mom and grandmother from Indianapolis to Chicago, to have lunch at my brother’s bakery. Bill and his partner Terry opened Baker & Nosh in February, and they’ve been enjoying fantastic reviews in the Chicago media and great success. It’s the perfect neighborhood hang-out: better-than-great coffee (they serve La Colombe!), fantastic food and a wonderful vibe.
It was quite a long drive to make for lunch, but Bill fed us well: chicken broth with a fat homemade matzo ball, deliciously creamy mushroom soup. The best blueberry muffins you’ll ever eat: not too sweet, perfectly sized, amply studded with blues. A wonderfully moist apricot pound cake. Sandwiches made with quality ingredients stacked on freshly baked, pillowy ciabatta. [Ever have a sandwich on artisanal bread that’s so chewy your jaw dislocates? Not this bread, no sir.] Crispety-chewy flatbreads with red pepper and feta. All of it simple, flavorful and incredibly well-made. [And I say this as a food writer, not as an admiring sister. Well, maybe as both …]
If you’re in Chicago and find yourself in the Uptown neighborhood, drop in, eat, drink and hang out.