Copper Kettle opened in 2014 with a wood-fired oven, eleven tables, and a standing Tuesday order from three Illinois farms. The farms got a promise — we buy what’s good this week, not what a spec sheet says — and the menu has been written backwards from their trucks ever since.
Twelve years later the dining room has grown, but the math hasn’t changed: twenty-six Midwest farms and producers on the board by the kitchen door, a menu that turns over with the seasons, and a chef de cuisine who still tastes every sauce before service. If it’s on your plate, someone here can tell you the farm it came from.