Apr 2, 2008


Matt and I had been wanting to try the restaurant Sepia since last October when I first heard of it. The space is a converted print shop circa 1890 and I was really loving how the design paid homage to the Windy City's bygone era without sacrificing modernity. The decor also really worked with the rustic seasonal and organic/sustainable menu as well. I don't know how to explain all of that, it just all made sense, all of it, even the antique printing press near the hostess table. Sapphire colored Niche Modern Aurora pendant lamps hang in the bar area, but anyone who eats at Sepia will agree that the show is stolen by the grand semi-transparent shaded armed chandeliers. They have two communal tables, one of which we ate at because we didn't have a reservation—and it was just a really great meal all around. Their flatbreads were the highlight for me, we split one with applewood smoked bacon, pears and blue cheese. I also devoured their charred baby octopus—so good, and the couple dining next to us made me really jealous when they ordered the french fries cooked in duck fat. Sepia 123 N. Jefferson; Chicago.

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