I am very fond of Mon Ami Gabi.
… for the frisée (with warm bacon and a poached egg) salad
… for the hand-cut fries
… because I can sit outside with a view of the park in the summer
… because I can perch at the intimate bar with the other regulars in the winter
… because no other restaurant in Chicago attracts the same randomly mixed crowd: celebrities, suburbanites out on a tear, wealthy dowagers and their heirs, bespectacled literary-types, flamboyant twosomes and just average joes
Above: The signature steak frites