Morton’s The Steakhouse (Wacker Pl)

What a pleasant surprise… Instead of venturing into the catacombs of the original Morton’s off of State St, we ventured to the latest installment on the South side of the Chicago river.
Auspicious beginnings: upon arriving 5 minutes before the appointed hour, I was warmly greeted by Messieurs Richards and Fedderke. The rest of the crew trickled in throughout the next hour resulting in the below.
Atmosphere and attentiveness at the bar were spot on; a sign of things to come. Glick was a gentleman and treated the group to drinks due to his tardy posting habit.
Once seated in our private dining area off of the main dining room, we quickly switched on the Bulls game and got to business. Bottles of Cab and Malbec were ordered but the Cab was so good, we sent the Malbec back. Our starters were fantastic (and gone as they hit the table): Oysters, broiled sea scallops wrapped in bacon and the tuna tartar successfully completed our surf course and we moved on to the main event.
My Chicago style bone-in ribeye was cooked to perfection; seasoned with a little salt, marbled well and the closer I got to the bone, the more flavorful it got. Textbook execution. Sides were a standard fare which included hashbrowns, Sauteed Brussels Sprouts with Bacon and Shallots, the perrenial favorite creamed spinach and Lyonnaise potatoes. All were well done.
Service was non invasive: the staff stayed out of our way and let the evening progress on our terms. It’s nice when you don’t notice the transitions.
We celebrated Mr. Glick’s birthday and Mr. Crenshaw walked free.
Post game show was at the Barrelhouse Flat in Lakeview where the drinks and laughs continued over a couple games of pool.
All in, a spectacularly successful evening.