When I was recently in Chicago, my family took me to Heaven on Seven for a get together with some friends. I’d heard about this restaurant for years – especially from my son Dirk – who loves it. In fact, I was given their cookbook as a gift. As we approached an office building, I thought perhaps we were making a quick stop, but as we entered the elevator I watched as the number seven was punched. As we exited the elevator, I still had no clue. A few steps later, we entered Heaven on Seven and I was awestruck by the hundreds and hundreds of hot sauce bottles from ceiling to floor covering wall after wall. There couldn’t be a better wall covering for one of the countries premier Cajun restaurants
We were led to a long table that seated all 16 of us and we began looking at the menu. So many choices, all with great promise. Although it was to be brunch, gumbo was had by many. I asked about the Bayou Blueberry Blast and after a quick explanation placed my order. What could be better for brunch than their very special cornbread with blueberries, dipped in French Toast batter and deep fried. Heaven on Seven www.heavenonseven.com indeed.