Yes, it was time to get this thing back on the rails. A big “haleilujah” (or however you spell it) can be let out as we had the arrival of steak night at Sullivan’s Steakhouse. A bustling restaurant welcomed the group as 7 of us descended on the venue.

The evening was off to a good start with my punctual arrival at 7pm alongside Ol’ Gimms and Zee German. After having a couple rounds, none of which were gimlets by the way, we were joined by The Drunk Idiot and the night was fully underway. Quick note about the pregaming – Sullivan’s on Thursday’s might be a bit underrated; an engaging waitstaff, good scotch selection and live music that doesn’t overpower the environment of the bar are all good things most like to enjoy. But we aren’t here for the social scene…

The manager aka grand poobah of the restaurant, Keith, greeted us upon our way to be seated at the table, and recalled some visits we have made in the past. Nice to see our reputation had proceeded us.

Finally seated at the table, we were graced by the late, but non unannounced presence of The Bannister and Blackberry man, who had prior obligations that ran over time. The waiter, Michael, came over and introduced himself as our caretaker for the night and the wine and apps orders were placed. For the record, we went with the seafood sampler and the seared tuna, as well as the calamari.

Dinner was soon ordered, both for the group and for a very late, but not because no effort was placed to get there, Mr. Holinger. Dude was great over text updating me with arrival times and location. Much to the dismay of the group, I went ahead and placed an order for him and Michael did an awesome job managing the time sensitivity of the order as well as the group’s backlash for doing so.

I went with the med-rare bone-in filet, topped with a touch of gorgonzola. Unlike Grassfed, the steak came in one piece, was tasty and cooked to perfection. Absolutely awesome. In surveying the rest of the group, I found everyone’s steak to be perfect.

Dinner finished up with some birthday cake for Zee German (he was adored by the previously noted waitstaff in the bar) as well as some credit card roulette winnings for him as well. The cheesecake and key lime desserts, both comped, along with some port wine to finish it off (thanks), sent the boys off into the night to take on what was an electric night in the streets of Chicago.

Sullivan’s was a solid 9 on the night. Just when we needed it.

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