Thursday, July 17, 2008
Lunch Snobs!
Monz reports with delight that the week's long, hard downtown Chicago tasks has finally produced a yummy lunch. Russian Tea Time, on Adams at Michigan, for a quick dose of appetizer selection (including beet salad, carrots, hummus, tabouli, and hordes more!), caviar and some dumpling things with pumkin. Not only was the food reported to be great, but the service was exceptional.
In the 1980's there was this lightly psychedelic, lightly folkish indie band from L.A. called "Rain Parade." And in the spirit of that band we offer the following addendum. The EIC likes Russian Tea Time too -- really, he does. He also appreciate's the homage of their name to the now-defunct-but-once-famous Russian Tea Room in NYC. However, full disclosure demands we report the following: the EIC used to tutor Russian immigrants to Chicago in English. These folks loved everything about America, except 1) our beer (which they loathed as weak), 2) the beuracracy of our health insurance and 3) that people considered Russian Tea Time to be an authentic Ruskie dining experience. "One day" they would say to the EIC with deep, accented voices, "we will take you to our favorite Russian resturaunts, places where they don't understand a word of English, let alone would you hear one spoken."
Monz reports with delight that the week's long, hard downtown Chicago tasks has finally produced a yummy lunch. Russian Tea Time, on Adams at Michigan, for a quick dose of appetizer selection (including beet salad, carrots, hummus, tabouli, and hordes more!), caviar and some dumpling things with pumkin. Not only was the food reported to be great, but the service was exceptional.
In the 1980's there was this lightly psychedelic, lightly folkish indie band from L.A. called "Rain Parade." And in the spirit of that band we offer the following addendum. The EIC likes Russian Tea Time too -- really, he does. He also appreciate's the homage of their name to the now-defunct-but-once-famous Russian Tea Room in NYC. However, full disclosure demands we report the following: the EIC used to tutor Russian immigrants to Chicago in English. These folks loved everything about America, except 1) our beer (which they loathed as weak), 2) the beuracracy of our health insurance and 3) that people considered Russian Tea Time to be an authentic Ruskie dining experience. "One day" they would say to the EIC with deep, accented voices, "we will take you to our favorite Russian resturaunts, places where they don't understand a word of English, let alone would you hear one spoken."
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