(At least some of what we experienced may have been atypical, due to the loosening-but-not-yet-gone COVID restrictions.) Everything comes out as it’s ready don’t expect to be served in courses. If you tip well, you will get treated particularly well. Until you have a number on your table, you won’t get attentive service, and if you don’t understand that, you may wonder what’s going on. They give you a number, and send you back to your table. They seat you, but once you’re ready to order, you get up, go to the fish counter, and make (and pay for) your order, including drinks. The service is good, but it may not be what you expect. We moved on to Salmon Florentine (stuffed with feta & spinach), which was spectacular, and Halibut Vesuvio (slathered in tomatoes, peppers, potatoes, olives, and asparagus), which was good, but not as impressive as the florentine, imho. (Mahi Mahi, Manila clam, PEI mussels, calamari, scallops & shrimp.) I took at least half of it home. Five of us – all full-grown men – could hardly put a dent in the Zuppa di Pesce appetizer. They don’t explain this on the menu, but everything’s served family-style, and each item serves at least two, maybe four or more. After more than a year of forced solitude, this was fabulous, and well worth the drive to Des Plaines. The atmosphere is casual and lively – at times almost chaotic – with the feel of a large, loud, outdoor, seafood party in someone’s backyard. You can read more about it in Chicago Reader. They serve fish that they catch in Lake Michigan and/or fly in from the Atlantic coast. Spurred on by the recently-gorgeous weather and somewhat-newly-developed antibodies, my husband and I met up with some also-vaccinated friends at Boston Fish Market, a fish monger – not in Massachusetts, as you might think, but in a Chicago suburb – with a restaurant on the side. I feel like I’ve forgotten how! So let’s see, how to describe my experience at Boston Fish Market… I haven’t written a restaurant review in a long, long time. I’m not counting the hours when I can get away and have another meal there.Fisherman’s Platter, credit Chicago Tribune It also came with French fried potatoes, which for some unexplained reason my wife wanted to take home the leftovers. A plastic two-ounce tub of remoulade dressing was included. It had two pieces which were about two inches or less and placed on top of three or four shorter pieces of lobster. The lobster rolls came with a brioche bun which was warmed up and a bit crispy. I believe if you notice the number of lobster pieces in your bisque, it has started down the road to failure. My wife had one or two lobster pieces more than my two pieces in my bisque. It was not as Capital as the one we often enjoy at a favorite restaurant. The lobster rolls were the talk of a Chicago TV show, “Chicago’s Best,” about local eateries. My wife and I got their famous lobster rolls and lobster bisque. I thought the prices were quite high, maybe because it claims to have fresh seafood, which is a trick in the Midwest. If you paid by credit card there was a 3% surcharge. You ordered from the cashier, but the food is brought by a server. The restaurant is was more a fish market with meat cases and tables set up inside and outside. The place is almost at the end of a dead-end street.
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