Father's Day at Hawksmoor Chicago

Name: Father's Day at Hawksmoor Chicago
Start: 2026-06-21T00:00:00+00:00
End: 2026-06-21T00:00:00+00:00
Location: Hawksmoor Chicago

He'll say don't fuss. Fuss anyway.

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An overhead shot of a table generously laden with steaks and seafood; a skillet with a sharing steak being passed in the foreground.

A sharing steak placed in the centre of the table, presented in a black skillet with a jug of bone marrow broth besides it. The edges of three "Hawksmoor" branded white plates are visible.

An overhead shot of a circular wooden table laden with cuts of steak in skillets, sides including fries and drinks of martinis and red wine. The arms of four guests are seen picking up food items.

Father’s Day, done properly.

It’s a funny one, Father’s Day. They pretend they’re not bothered, don’t they. “No, no, don’t make a thing of it. Bit of peace and quiet will do me fine.” But you know better. And whoever he is to you, dad, stepdad, grandad, the uncle with all the bad jokes, the family friend who quietly showed up for years, you know he’s near-impossible to buy for. He’s already got the socks, the gadget, the third pair of barbecue tongs.

What he hasn’t got is an afternoon with no clock on it, a proper steak in front of him, and the people he likes most around the table. Father figures come in all shapes. Looking after them properly is the easy part. That bit’s on us.

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The Offering

That part we know a thing or two about. Grass-fed beef, dry-aged for 35 days, cooked simply over screaming-hot coals with nothing but a scattering of Maldon salt. All the sauces (get the bone marrow gravy for the table). Triple-cooked chips we keep a whole training manual for. And a sticky toffee pudding worth saving room for, whatever he says about being full.

No set menu he didn’t ask for. No forced fanfare. Just food worth slowing down for, and a team who’ll look after him without ever hovering. Come as you are, order too much, take your time.

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An overhead shot of a table generously laden with steaks, seafood and sides

“Whether it's for the Sunday Roast or not, Hawksmoor should be on your radar the next time you're looking to dine at one of Chicago's best restaurants: The space is beautiful, the steaks are out of this world (and made with all-natural beef), the drinks are excellent and the plush booths are oh-so-comfortable … Basically, you'll never want to leave.”

Time Out Chicago

Sunday Roasts

Father’s Day falls on a Sunday, and Sunday roast is one of Britain’s most cherished food traditions — a generous meal that gathers friends and family around the table at the end of the week. It’s less about rushing, more about settling in. Ours centers on slow-roasted, dry-aged beef, carved thick and served with crisp beef-dripping roast potatoes, a towering Yorkshire pudding, seasonal vegetables and rich bone-marrow gravy. Everything arrives together, ready to be shared, passed and properly enjoyed.

In the UK, our Sunday Roast has been awarded Best Sunday Roast twice, and it’s the standard we hold ourselves to in Chicago. It’s hearty without being heavy, nostalgic without being fussy — the sort of meal that stretches into the afternoon and makes Sunday feel like something worth planning around. Served every Sunday in River North, and genuinely not to be missed.

And if he’s up for it – which he will be – try the Ultimate Sharing Roast. It’s bigger, bolder, ridiculously over the top, and everything you want from a Sunday Roast, but built for sharing (maybe reluctantly).

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A large pile of roast beef on a plate, topped with Yorkshire puddings on a dark brown wooden table.

Can’t Make It This Father’s Day?

Some dads are impossible to be in the same city as, never mind buy for. If you can’t get him to the table on the day, send him to it later.

A Hawksmoor gift card is a digital card, from $50, redeemable in the restaurant. He opens it, picks his moment, and books a proper steak, a Sunday roast, an icy Martini, whatever takes him. No socks. No smart speaker he’ll never set up. Just a very good meal with his name on it, whenever he fancies it.

Hawksmoor digital gift cards from $50

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