Asian gastropubs and brunch may not seem like the most seamless of bedfellows, but here they are jiving in tasteful tandem at Rodan.
Links Taproom is the most carnivorous addition to the Chicago food scene since The Jungle. Fortunately, unlike Upton Sinclair's tale of meaty mayhem, the only horror at Links Taproom is the tension on your waistband after a few forkfuls of pork- and goat cheese-slathered french fries.
At a play-it-safe meal period, Nico Osteria takes risks that pay off, proving that brunch can and should be a time for creativity and imagination. Just don't forget the eggs.
The best time to embrace these sentiments is at weekend brunch, a new addition to the Summer House portfolio. True to form, the Lettuce Entertain You spot puts a sunny stamp on dishes that are sure to transport you to the toasty shores of Santa Monica.
One of the latest entrants to Chicago's brunch scene, Jellyfish makes waves by incorporating its sushi-focused repertoire into a brunch format, eschewing typical brunch gimmickry in favor of thoughtful dishes true to Jellyfish's integrity.
Amidst the flurry of re-imagined diners, City Dough stands as one of the best examples of the template. From the polished, sunny vibe to the jovial servers and heartwarming, heart attack-inducing menu, the restaurant is what diner dreams are made of.
Brunch at Parson's could not have come at a better time. As Chicago endures one of the most savage winters in recent memory, the sunny environment and vibrant comfort food at this Logan Square haunt are just the distraction we need.
Kiss your New Year's cleanses goodbye, there's fried chicken French toast to be had. Honey Butter Fried Chicken ups the comfort ante on brunch with a new selection of weekend brunch dishes.
Chicago really raised the bar on its brunch game in 2013. Old favorites continued to pack in the crowds, but what really changed the brunch landscape was the surfeit of non-brunch restaurants grasping the concept by the horns and going all out.
From the childhood pantry to my sugar-flecked Dutch baby dreams, Dusek's pays dutiful homage to the regional American brunch ritual in a very distinct fashion. The menu reads like an atlas oriented by food, and I'm 100% cool with that.
"Comfort revisited" is the culinary mantra at Hearty, a restaurant rooted in reinvigorated nostalgia and a hefty dose of whimsy.
Jam is the Victoria's Secret Fashion Show of brunch, featuring some of the most stunning, imaginative preparations and presentations of dishes born from humble origins.
For a place with such a nondescript name, Untitled certainly goes big and bold when it comes to brunch. The cavernous restaurant's recently instated "soul brunch" seems like it's making up for its curious name with a miscellany of outre dishes that pack a wallop of flavor.
Beatrix isn't reinventing any culinary wheels, rather polishing them up with the kind of finesse found in vigorously refined kitchens.
If you're hankering for a Sunday morning meal, and you just can't stomach the notion of syrup-soaked griddle cakes, dim sum is the way to go, and in Chicago it doesn't get much better than Cai.
This comfortable, crafty addition to East Lakeview could very well be the new quintessential Chicago brunch haven, not terribly crowded, accessible and comforting to all, with a menu rife with decadent and inventive American brunch fare.
Toeing the line between the two is Doc B's Fresh Kitchen, a Gold Coast newcomer that offers all the hearty pleasures of weekend brunch without the belt-buckling guilt and lethargic after effects.
Ada Street's brunch tends towards larger plates and more familiar flavors, albeit ones jazzed up with chef Zoe Schor's intrinsic verve for modernity.
I can think of no better breakfast of champions than a heaping platter of cornetti followed by an egg-adorned pizza and a bombolini (or several). Such trappings can be had at Bar Toma, the mod Italian temple doing masterful, innovative things with dough at the brunch hour.
As with any good American comfort food spot, the brunch menu at Hutch is borderline overkill. It toes the line between heinously indulgent and "oh, wouldn't it be cute to try croissant French toast?"
Whereas sopes and ham & eggs at any random Mexican spot might be nothing more than humble hangover medicine, Takito manages to exhibit pristine flavors throughout its minimalist menu.
Far from the froufrou or overcrowded brunch spots elsewhere in the city, Pecking Order succeeds by keeping things simple and supremely satisfying, imbuing brunch staples with a punch of Filipino flair.
As crippling as brunch at Davanti Enoteca may be, it's worth every lingering ache. Revered for its rustic Italian dinner fare, this place makes a strong case for Italian brunch as the most decadent, irresistible weekend fare in town.
Endgrain is one of the heartiest, most comforting restaurants to open in Chicago in a long time. The new Roscoe Village restaurant is sort of a soulful middle finger to the Atkins legacy.
Brunch at La Sirena Clandestina is so novel and eclectic it should almost require passport verification.
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