Nestled in the Chicago’s hipster Logan Square neighborhood, there’s an artsy-fartsy restaurant/bar/café called Lula Café.
With its decor that makes it appear a bit ruinous and old European, the joint is jampacked on any given Saturday and Sunday brunch-0-clock time. The place feels like it belongs in France, Italy … or Portlandia.
The hostesses are all in their high-hip jeans. If the waiter doesn’t have a mustache, you should ask the manager for a replacement.
The service is excellent. And there are chances you’ll sit at a community table or smackdab beside another table … just like in Europe or New York … or Portland.
So go. Enjoy yourself. You won’t be disappointed.
Check out my sweet-ass iPhone shots below showing what we ate.
My mouth watered for the the omelet off the specials menu, which included kentucky country ham, duck confit, gruyere, winter root mash, sauce divine. It was one of the best omelets I’ve ever had.
Tina had Polenta, which was served with: rutabaga, swiss chard, soft scrambled egg, ricotta, sweet and sour shallots, black olive vinaigrette. The Polenta is the second picture below, and we had to ask, but the rutabaga is the shaved-looking melon colored, folded-looking stuff on the lower right hand corner of the photo.
Our brunch-mate Jay savored every bite of his Almond poppy seed GRIDDLE CAKES lemon curd, pear, pomegranate, almond crumble.
Go check out Lula Café. The art and decor are inspirational. The service is good. The food is great. The drinks are mm mmm good. You probably won’t be disappointed.