Now if it wasn’t clear by the bars on the store fronts, the people of questionable parole status hanging out on the corners, abandoned industrial buildings, the pit bulls guarding the used car lots and my cabbie locking the doors while at a stop light, then I definitely should have known what was coming when I read the Yelp reviews and they advise you not to go to this place after dark. Well it’s after 5:30 p.m. when we finally get there and clearly “after darkâ€. My cabbie refused to leave me at this place by myself so he parks in the lot next door. I walk briskly into the diner and grab a stool at the counter. I order the open-faced Turkey sandwich and lucky for me the cook had accidently served up two so my order came right away. Let’s get down to the food.  There was a thick slice of bread with turkey, gravy poured all over it and a side of mashed potatoes and cranberries. The sandwich was good ol’ home cooking but I’ve definitely had better. The gravy was kind of bland. However, the fresh cranberries were really good.  This ain’t your cranberry sauce in a can!
We took off towards the next Triple D stop, Tre Kronor, which is on the other side of town. Now  an $85 dollar cab fare and about another hour, we arrive. This neighborhood was a lot safer so I told the cab driver he did not need to wait for us.
I was desperately hoping they would let me order breakfast which is what they are known for. But alas, they stop serving breakfast at 3 p.m. So I resigned myself to order one of the dinner specials which was rainbow trout with sautéed spinach in a red pepper sauce and a side of au gratin potatoes. Anna was up for the adventure and went with their specialty of swedish meatballs served with mashed potatoes, pickled cucumbers and housemade lignonberry relish …I guess when in Rome and all that good stuff. Now I’m not usually a big cooked fish person as I prefer my fish in the sushi variety. But was this rainbow trout ever  delicious! It was lightly breaded with crushed macadamia nuts and drizzled with dredged butter. It was light and fresh (can I say that right after saying dredged in butter?) and the spinach added a salty crispness to the bite.
Anna said the meatballs were good but what she really liked were the lingonberries on the side. They reminded me of the cranberries that I’d had at The Deport but were a little smaller and sweeter. We were both trying to save room to sample the dessert so we pushed our plates aside and waited to be told about the dessert specials. Upon our waiter Joe’s recommendation, we ordered cinnamon roll bread pudding and almond cake with lemon cream sauce. The cinnamon rolls are made fresh in the morning for their breakfast crowd and then soaked in whatever liquid elixirs go into making bread pudding.
As Joe said, this is their way of reducing their carbon footprint. They might be reducing theirs but I can certainly say that I mine would grow if I didn’t stop myself. As if sampling two desserts wasn’t enough, the restaurant was empty now with just Anna, me and the servers inside. Joe approached us with a plate in each hand. He had two slices of apple cake, which he said they would have to throw away if we didn’t eat them. Well waste not, want not I say! Anna and I agreed to take one to sample and Joe and Cassie (another server) decided to share the other. It was equally delicious!
They definitely score major points in the baked goods category. The restaurant was quaint, the wait staff friendly and their service superb.
I’d definitely recommend stopping in if you are in Chicago. Maybe one of the next 5 trips I have planned for Chicago this year, I can return and try their breakfast.
The Cinnamon Roll Bread Pudding was the most memorable dish of that trip. When that warm goodness hit my stomach, I felt like singing! Rarely do I ever come across a dessert that tastes better than it looks. Kim, thank you for taking me on this food adventure!