I’ve been waiting to experience The Purple Pig since I moved to Chicago in January of this year, 2014. That’s nine months kids. We live three blocks away yet every time we roll in, super starving, their like, oh for two? It’s a two hour wait. Riiiight. One time we gave them our cell number, but were so hungry after 45 minutes we ended up at Rosebuds.
So tonight, it was raining, 10pm and I was flying solo with my honeybear out of town on businaasss. So tonight was the night that I walked right in to The Purple Pig and sat down at the bar, no wait.
The expert food lover behind the bar recommended the octopus and charred cauliflower to start. The octopus was THE BEST I’ve had in Chicago, and second best only to a dish I had in Aspen, Co. SO tender, perfectly flavored, no “weird” texture that Octopus can easily possess. Cut into three-inch long rods, served in a small pot with creamy fingerling potatoes and crisp green beans, this dish is a do and the portion perfect to share between 2-4 people.
I also enjoyed the charred cauliflower, shaved into thin pieces, browned golden and served with cornichons and crunchy breadcrumbs – a bit salty, but addicting.
Finally I ended the night with scallops, three large, perfectly seared, on a skewer, atop chickpea aioli. This dish also could have dine with less salt, but overall, yum.
My food was accompanied by a lovely 2012 merlot from France, (the name escaped me) chosen after about 15 minutes of pouring through their lengthy wine list. It was, in two words, juicy and smooth.
I love when I find a menu so scrumptious, that I want to order almost every item. And when you get home with your leftover octopus, and promptly finish it off like I just did, well then you know, it wasn’t good. It was great.
Hint: there’s a bar you can walk into with no reservation. The atmosphere feels cozy like your in a cool instagram photo with a sepia filter. #worththewait