So a couple nights ago I had the pleasure of eating at none other than your favorite brand’s, favorite brand, Ralph Lauren. Chicago is home to the not only the biggest Polo store in the world but the empires only restaurant serving up “city-club cusine”...I dig the word play and man was it fresh… Good thing I changed before headed out too…a bright Lacoste dosen’t really cut it for the blue-scale Polo clientele…you know the old Polo dudes don’t venture outside that navy polo…The coolest thing for me was the interior that mimics the actual store so it feels like your eating in Ralph’s living room. Smaller set up than I was expecting but real comfortable. The walls were packed with side profiles of rich guys and nature scenes with pointing dogs to set the tone. Of course we were there to eat and the caesar salad, lemon-garlic butter shrimp & wild rice I ordered didn’t disappoint at all. The staff was rocking crispy Polo button-ups and ties, it was a nice white table cloth set up. The service was impeccable, all around it was nice to experience the Ralph Lauren extension from goods to food without a hiccup. Ever wonder what aNYthing’s resturant would be like?