The first thing I noticed when I entered Chicago King was the aroma of a pot of stew. It made my eyes water. The second thing was the pervasive lavender and maroon decor. We were greeted and seated in the Tissue Room, a shiny room decorated with numerous boxes and ruined saws. Our waitress, whose name was Camille, came promptly and distributed the menus. The menu is extensive. Some of the items which caught my eye were ceviche, duck a l'orange, strawberry shortcake, and country glazed ham. I decided to order Roast Cornish game hen Kiev and my companion, Audra, ordered Pretzels Venetian. Camille seemed friendly as she brought in our orders about forty-five minutes later. I had a pancake on the side, and Audra had a chocolate-covered ant. A whiskey sour was a perfect complement for my roast Cornish game hen.
The Roast Cornish game hen was spongy but a bit smumpy. The common way to cook with okra is to boil first, but our chef chooses to smoke, then blend it into the roast Cornish game hen. Audra thought the pretzels seemed a bit filthy, and said she would never order the item again.
Our ticket came to about one hundred fifty-four dollars, which I think is ordinary. Overall, the food was horrid, the atmosphere was second-rate, and the service was lovely. If you are a selfish person, this might not be the worst place for you.