HAWKSMOOR NEW YORK

A 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.

On Mondays corkage is only $10 per bottle (up to 1 bottle per guest)*. You do not need to pass a tricky initiation test to join the club, just come armed with a bottle (or more) of great wine that has been gathering dust in your apartment (or something cheap and cheerful) and you’re in.

For maximum value bring a Nebuchadnezzar of Champagne and a Balthazar of Burgundy – just $10 corkage on each.

We serve the kind of food and drink we genuinely want to eat and drink ourselves. You already know how seriously we take our steak, but it does not stop there. Our seafood is just as considered, from sweet shellfish to simply grilled fish that tastes exactly as it should. It is sourced with care and handled with a light touch. 

Then there are the sides, which we treat with the same respect as the main event. Beef dripping fries that are crisp and fluffy in all the right places. Rich mac and cheese. Seasonal vegetables cooked properly and generously seasoned. The kind of plates that get passed around the table and argued over. 

Puddings matter too. We believe dessert should feel indulgent and a little nostalgic. Sticky toffee pudding that demands a spoon straight down the middle. Peanut butter shortbread that walks the line between sweet and salty. Big flavors, no restraint, and worth saving room for. 

And of course, the martinis. Ice cold, properly made and poured with confidence. No theatrics, no fuss, just the right glass at the right temperature, arriving at the right moment.