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Restaurant Sun Apr 11 2010
Sunday Brunch at its Best
It's pretty difficult to class up eggs benedict; the tower of pastel layers, the balance of textures, the velvety sauce, all make for a timeless brunch option that won't bust your gut like a three egg omelet. There, of course, is no shortage of eggs benedict in Chicago, but The Publican ups the chic-ness with its deconstructed version.
The sourdough crust holds up well to the yolk from the wine poached egg. Delightfully salty La Quercia prosciutto is served alongside lightly dressed mixed greens, and finished in a fluffy bearnaise sauce. It is early-afternoon perfection.
Other notables are the Publican maple syrup braised bacon, the fried french toast with raspberry jam and maple-fennel-apple sausage, and the smoked arctic char on rye toast, egg custard, watercress and red onion.
Tucked away on Fulton Market, where you can actually still find street parking, The Publican's industrial roots mixed with delicate decor make for an airy Sunday brunch where all you can think of afterward is napping and coming back for dinner!
The Publican
845 W. Fulton Market
312-733-9555
