Last weekend, Adam and I decided to finally take advantage of our close proximity to Logan Square and try out a breakfast spot that has been on my list for a few months. Reno, which is backed by the same team behind Telegraph, Webster’s Wine Bar and Bluebird, first caught my attention when I viewed the menu online and saw wood-fired bagels. As a fully off the wagon carb-a-holic, for me, wood-fired and bread go together like frosting and my hand.
Reno offers breakfast, lunch and dinner and has a fairly large patio that is dog friendly! On this particular Saturday morning before our domesticated trip to Target and Marianos, we decided to split two bagel sandwiches and of course, something sweet. We ordered The Hammer (egg, sausage, cheddar and rajas) and The Hook (togarashi lox, cucumber, avocado, artichoke cream cheese, red onion). I don’t know what rajas or togarashi lox are. Another slap on the wrist for the foodie amateur.
For each sandwich, you choose from this list of wood-fired bagels: cheese, sesame, olive and herb, poppy seed, pumpkin seed and my everything. Unfortunately, they were out of sesame and poppy seed, my top two choices, so we settled for The Hammer on cheese and The Hook on olive and herb. I learned an important lesson that day. A wood-fired bagel tastes the same as a steamed bagel and a steamed bagel is usually about half the price. The sandwiches were good. The ingredients were fresh and substantial but it didn’t have me doing a Tom Cruise on Oprah’s couch. That’s my usual reaction when I love something. See Ohhh Cheval.
When we initially walked in the restaurant to be seated, we of course checked out the display cases of sweets. A cinnamon roll/muffin caught my eye and I immediately felt the need to try it. Unfortunately, it was not on the menu and our description to the waiter clearly fell short when the cinnamon roll/muffin turned into some sort of almond custard roll.
Here is the shock factor of all shock factors. I am not the biggest fan of pastries. When it comes to desserts, I pretty much have the same taste as a five-year-old kindergartener. Ironic? Maybe. When people complain that a dessert is too sweet, I automatically order whatever they are referring to. Pile on the buttercream and sprinkles and pass the chocolate chips. A croissant or a tart does not do much for me.
So, in conclusion, the almond custard roll may have been appealing and delicious to a normal adult but clearly I do not fall into that category. Reno was good. I would definitely like to try it again for lunch or dinner, however, to go solely for the bagel sandwiches may not be worth the trip.