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A restaurant in a preppy clothing store on the corner of Michigan and Chicago Avenues—could anything be more precious? The short answer is "no." But while you will undoubtedly be entertained watching fur-clad women whisking in and sitting down for two bites of a Waldorf salad, there are a few other things worth experiencing here. The Dover sole, for instance, is prepared tableside with so much pomp you’ll think you’re eating with the Queen of England. Us? We’ll take one of the expertly shaken sidecars and the burger, which, surprisingly, is pretty damn good.