Chicago. Day 3. The Publican. And Jordan.

Recommended by our friend. We had to call in advance to get reservations. The place is really popular! imagine they only had 5pm or 10pm slots when we called 2 days in advance? I like the look and feel of the restaurant, the high ceiling, long communal tables with neatly-arranged chinaware and the earthy tones!

Check out the menu here. It’s a ‘porky’ restaurant – the meat dishes center around pork, which are certified organic! Wow! I’ve never tasted organic pork! They also serve a lot of seafood dishes too! Oh, did I mention they have an extensive beer list! I’m not a fond lover of beers but seriously under such hot summer temperatures, I welcome beers at any time!
Our server did a fantastic job in introducing and recommending all the food, going through item by item, and even picked our beers for us! He even served us complimentary whisky after-dinner to cleanse our palates!
We were absolutely spoilt for choice by their dinner menu, both of us love pork and I wanted to order a bit of everything!

We were choosing between, aged ham (appetizers), pork rinds (appetizers), cucussu (entree – pork confit, beef tongue), pork belly and porchetta (Italian-style pork roast). It was either the 1 appetizer + 2 entrees or porchetta + a veg/salad as their porchetta portion is huge.

In the end, we picked the porchetta because the description really sounded heavenly and totally irresistible. I even went to google it before ordering (I’m a little sua-ku).
[wiki] Porchetta [porˈketːa] (or sometimes “porketta”) is a savory, fatty, and moist boneless pork roast of Italian culinary tradition. The body of the pig is gutted, deboned, arranged carefully with layers of stuffing, meat, fat, and skin, then rolled, spitted, and roasted, traditionally over wood.

The layers of 肥肉,瘦肉, 肥肉,瘦肉.. I’m amazed at how they truss the pork together!

After the super sumptuous dinner, we stopped by LY-has-been-looking-forward-in-Chicago-stop, – Michael Jordan’s statue outside United center. Our last stop in this Chicago trip.

Pardon me for not wearing my shoes properly. They hurt like mad and I didn’t bring an extra pair of shoes with me.




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