Coq d'Or

Amongst the restaurants in the venerable Drake Hotel, the Coq d'Or is by far my favorite. As a child, I was in love with the since-closed Oak Terrace, with its elaborate sundae bar and gorgeous views of Michigan Ave and the lake. Within the last several years, it was replaced by Drake Bros, a by the numbers steak restaurant that failed to inspire a return visit. I've also enjoyed the Cape Cod Room, a musty old warren of rooms designed like an 1850 man-o-war (it may have been crewed by some of the ancient waitstaff). But the ship is cozy and romantic with its side by side booth seating and well kept by its crew. The quality of the seafood is impeccable, even though the dining room is rarely even half full anymore, the restaurant still delivers a pleasurable experience. Of course, the Palm Court is nice for a drink but the hidden gem of the hotel is indeed the golden rooster. It's been one of my favorite restaurants since I was little; when I began going there with my family. The bar began serving five cent glasses of whiskey the day prohibition ended and today serves $18 executive (meaning double) martinis. The small rooms, low ceilings, murals depicting French sailors and lanterns create a womblike effect. The menu changed repeatedly as it attempts to remain current in an odd contrast to the setting. The constants are clam chowder from the Cape Cod Room (the best in the city), Bookbinder's soup (a red snapper broth served with a miniature snifter of sherry that's never been to my taste), and a club sandwich. The Coq d'Or is in no way a place to be seen, but the personal connection I've developed over my life makes it a very special place for me. Plus, it's an unbelievable date spot (classy, cozy, and lots of alcohol).