No "Yolk-ing" Around
My most memorable meal occurred on March 16th, roughly around noon. It was at what, to me, is the best restaurant in Chicago simply because of this particular meal, Yolk. More specifically, the one on Michigan Avenue. To start, Yolk’s atmosphere can only be described as a happy place. In fact, that’s similar to the way they portray themselves, as on their website it states “So what makes Yolk so special … it’s the place to see and be seen. It’s an experience. It’s fresh. It’s innovative. It’s sunshine and conversation. Add bright colors, smiling faces, and now you have something special.” Walking into Yolk and having a meal on any day I’m sure would have been amazing, but on March 16th, my meal at Yolk left an everlasting effect on me. The context of my meal at Yolk started the day before. After some lengthy conversations, I had convinced my parents to bring a group of friends, Aakash, Brooks, Andy, Ian, and Ivan, up to Chicago...