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Chicago steakhouses usually follow the same format: Giant spaces with giant booths and giant menus with giant baked potatoes. Asador Bastion, a Spanish steakhouse in River North, is a refreshing change of pace.
It’s in a 120-year-old River North townhouse (next to an equally historic 30-year-old Hooters) and has an intimate second-floor dining room that’s the antithesis of what you expect from the typical Chicago steak behemoth. It has crown molding and tasteful furniture. There’s nary a bottle sparkler and it isn’t filled with tourists who found it in their Hyatt directory. And if you’re in the market for an impressive dinner featuring a ribeye from a cow someone probably took the time to name, it’s perfect.
photo credit: Kim Kovacik
photo credit: Kim Kovacik
photo credit: Kim Kovacik
The menu doesn’t have the standard cuts of beef. Instead, there are about four varieties served per pound ($84 or $134) and a server who must have a Ph.D. in Boeuf-ology will walk you through everything—like how long the Galincia was aged on the hoof, why, and its hopes and dreams before ending up on your plate. The rest of the menu is mainly Spanish plates. There’s octopus a la plancha, a fluffy tortilla española you should top with jamon, and little caviar churros you will consider stuffing in your pockets before anyone sees you.
If all of the above sounds expensive, well, that’s because it is. But Asador Bastion won’t leave you wondering where your money is going. This place pays attention to details: cute marrow bone holders cradle custom-made knives, and that Boeufologist will make sure you know exactly where that cecina came from, along with its credit score. Plus, you can absolutely trust the kitchen to not fuck up a $200 charcoal-grilled steak.
photo credit: Kim Kovacik
photo credit: Kim Kovacik
photo credit: Kim Kovacik
Asador is fancy enough for a client dinner but isn’t stuffy—you’ll see people in jeans casually catching up over $285 bottles of wine. But the old house acoustics also mean that one loud group can dominate the whole room, which means you might not hear your server describe your cow’s gap year in Madrid. But it doesn’t matter. The “boeuf” speaks for itself.
Food Rundown
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Caviar Churros
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Tortilla Española
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Cecina Y Queso Azul
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The Txuleton
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Octopus A La Plancha
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Golden Chocolate Hazelnut Cake