Our first stop in Chicago was Pequod's Pizza. The original location is in Morton Grove, but we visited the Chicago location on Clybourn Avenue. We arrived on a rainy Sunday night, and Pequod's was packed. We waited about an hour for a table; conveniently, Pequod's owns the Whale Tale, a restaurant and bar just two doors away, where you can have a drink and wait with your buzzer.
I'm not sure why you can't place your order while waiting for a table, because it takes 45-60 minutes for your pie to bake and arrive. So you need a lot of time to enjoy this pizza. While waiting, I began my meal with the house salad, a pedestrian mix of iceberg lettuce, cherry tomatoes, a few other garnishes, and bottled dressing. Meanwhile, there is a lovely aroma of baking pizza wafting through the restaurant.
|"Thin crust" pizza|
|Caramelized edge was the best part|
|The dry, grainy, flavorless crust|
|Undercooked cheese on the thin pie|
I tried a slice of the thin pizza, and it was equally lackluster. The medium-thick crust seemed to be made of the same dry and flavorless dough as the pan pie; large chunks of pink tomato and green peppers sat under pasty sheets of undercooked cheese.
I did a lot of research to seek out the best of the deep-dish pies in Chicago, and Pequod's get a lot of good press. Perhaps we hit it on an off night, because I've never been so disappointed to visit a pizza place with such high reputation. This pizza - pan or thin crust - was worse than Pizza Hut, worse than frozen pizza. It failed on just about every level.
|When we were still hopeful|